song: WTF -Megan Tha stallion

After another night shift, Landon was sitting In his squad car in an empty parking lot.

Inside he was laying back in the seat with his eyes closed his breathing was slow as he was enjoying a nice blowjob from his partner Yolanda.

He was doing his best to contain himself as her lips kept sliding up and down his shaft. Soon he couldn't hold it anymore and cummed in her mouth.

Yolanda raises her head up in disgust.

"I told you I don't swallow." She snapped.
This wasn't her first time telling him that.

"Well, where the fuck else is it gonna go." He said buckling up his pants.

She looked at him.

"You know I...."

The radio buzzed on

"Coming In is everything thing clear on your end."

He picked up his walkie talki.

"Yea everything is clear here we on our way back now," Landon said ignoring Yolanda as he started up the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

As he was driving Yolanda's phone started to ring

She sighed looking down at the screen.

Landon looked over at her.

"Let me guess it's Troy."

"Yes so don't say nothing."

She picked up the phone.

"Hey babe

"I'll be home soon was working late."

"Ok love you too bye."

After that, she hung up the phone.

She looked at him.

"So do you want to get a room and finish up she asked.

Landon kept his eyes on the road not saying anything.

"Did you hear what I said."

"Yea we.. probably should get back to the station." He told her still keeping his eyes on the dark road.

***

Prada is wearing a red T-shirt and black pants

The smell of fried food filled the air, and the sounds of grease popping and random chatter filled her ears.

Walking past the line cooks as she makes her way to her boss office in the back.

The door was closed, but she opened it since it wasn't locked anyway.

An older black man who was sitting at his desk typing on the computer

Prada stood there as he looked at her.

"I need my pay today in cash she demanded.

Saying nothing, He got up and closed his office door.

He stood in front of his desk and smiled at her.

"Depends on what you're going to give me," he licked his chapped lips.

"I'm a virgin She said knowing what he was asking for.

"Ok, what about some head."

"Or a handy and call it a day."

He makes a face

"You want me to give you cash for a handy bitch get out of my office," he laughed sitting back down at his computer."

Prada shrugs

"Ok well, I guess Me and the three other girls that work her can just send our screenshots to your wife."

He stopped laughing.

"Woah you don't got to play like that now."

"So are you going to give me check in cash now."

He exhaled hard from his nose.

"Fine but I still want that handy he said unbuckling his pants.

Prada made her way over to his desk his pants were down and was exposed.

She was surprised by his size as she took him into her hand and slowly start stroking him. She felt his hand grip her ass and squeezed.

"I want your sexy ass, he whispered.

She did a small chuckle while still stroking him.

He pulled her shirt up to reveal her bra and not too big but not too small breast.

Now he was feeling her up until reached his climax and cummed on her hand.

He sat up pulling his pants up while she grabbed a tissue and wiped the sticky mess off her hand.

Then he went into a lockbox and pulled out two hundred dollars in cash.

"Thanks," Prada grinned slipping the mine into her pocket before walking out of the office.