"You're a naughty little thief, aren't you, Sarah?" growls Mike, pushing Sarah against the cold interrogation room wall. Her heart races as he unzips, revealing his thick, veined cock. "Suck it," he commands. She obeys, tasting her own fear and desire. He turns her around, slamming into her from behind, her big ass jiggling with each thrust. His handprints redden her skin, marking her as his conquest. They fuck until she's a gasping, quivering mess, her pussy dripping with their combined juices.