Alyce's heart races as she's ordered out of her car, the cool night air contrasting with the heat in her cheeks. The cop's authoritative presence makes her knees weak. He leans in, his breath heavy with desire, "You know what I want, little girl." Alyce nods, her pussy throbbing at the command in his voice. She drops to her knees, her small hands fumbling with his belt. His cock springs free, hard and ready. Alyce licks her lips, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She takes him in her mouth, her inexperienced lips tight around his shaft, her tongue tentative but eager. The cop grunts, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her head as she struggles to take more of him.