The police officer led the convict, handcuffed and shackled, into a dimly lit interrogation room. The officer's cock was already hard, pressing against his pants. He closed the door and locked it, leaning against it with a smirk. "Strip," he commanded.
The convict, a young and muscular man with a hint of fear in his eyes, slowly began to undress. His cock, already hard, bounced with each movement. Once naked, he stood before the officer, exposed and vulnerable.
Without saying a word, the officer moved towards him, pressing their bodies together. He grabbed the convict's cock, stroking it slowly as he leaned in to kiss him. Their tongues tangled, and the officer ground his hips against the convict's, making his erection slip between their bodies.
Pull The convict pulled the officer closer, their kisses deepening as they explored each other under the watchful eyes of the guards.
