Isabella's heart races as she's cornered by Officer White in the cramped backroom, her stolen goods scattered around them. The tall, muscular officer towers over her, his stern expression softening as he takes in her youthful curves. "You have a choice, little thief," he growls, "Either I take you down to the station, or... you make this right." Isabella's eyes flicker to his crotch, understanding his silent demand. She bites her lip, then drops to her knees, her small hands trembling as she unbuckles his belt. The officer's massive cock springs free, and Isabella tentatively takes it into her mouth, her inexperience evident but her enthusiasm undeniable.