The detective's office is dimly lit, the only sound the distant hum of the city outside. Darryl Hanah, a blonde bombshell, sits on the edge of the desk, her legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from her lips. She watches as the detective paces, his eyes flicking to her often. He pauses, his hand going to his belt, unbuckling it. Darryl's eyes widen, but she doesn't move, just watches as he frees his cock, his hand stroking it slowly. She takes a long drag of her cigarette, then leans back, her eyes locked with his as she opens her mouth, inviting him in. The detective steps closer, his cock sliding into her mouth, her hand wrapping around the base, stroking in time with his thrusts. She moans around his cock, the vibrations making him groan, his grip tightening in her hair. He fucks her mouth, his cock slamming into the back of her throat, her eyes watering, but she takes it, eager for his hot cum.