Jasmine's petite frame quivers as she awaits her fate, her big brown eyes fixed on Mike's towering presence. "You know what you have to do, little thief," he growls, unbuckling his belt. Jasmine nods, her small hands trembling as she reaches out to stroke his hardening cock. She takes it into her mouth, her tight lips stretching wide to accommodate his size. Mike grabs her hair, guiding her head as she bobs up and down, her tongue flicking against his shaft. He can feel her eagerness, her desperation to please, and it only spurs him on. He fucks her mouth, his hips thrusting forward, his cock plunging deep into her throat. Jasmine gags, her eyes watering, but she doesn't stop. She wants this, needs this, to avoid the consequences of her crime.