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My first morning homework after work is to finish the three major morning papers, and I knock on the table with a thick roll of newspaper, sipping a cold cup of tea as I jot down the day’s events.

What caught my attention most was a case of smuggling of a large number of old Soviet military pistols “Tokarev”, an anomaly in the flow of these pistols from violent groups and criminal organizations to the general public, which scared the “hawks and dogs” of my generation even more. I myself have an unfathomable fascination with guns, especially handguns, for men. The weight of the gun in the hand, the rapid recoil of the gun when fired, the smell of smoke, the beautiful curves of the female body, and the richly shaded steel body, make you want to slide and rub on its soft muscles.

When you touch a silver-colored pistol, you will feel the beauty of the pistol that is beyond the murder weapon, and it is more attractive to men than knives and pocket knives in the world of violence. Japanese gun enthusiasts see large-scale shootings on TV and movies every day, and gradually they cannot be satisfied with model pistols and air guns, so some of them go to Hawaii, the U.S., and China to get the thrill of practicing shooting, or even to acquire a real gun!

As firearms can be legally possessed in the United States after a simple examination, some members of the public, in a moment of confusion, have indiscriminately fired their guns on the road, in their companies and at home, and a number of deaths and injuries have been reported. The police and the Customs and Excise Department are doing their utmost to prevent this, but they can only restrain it a little bit.

We are now dealing with the Chinese copy of the Tokarev, which is inaccurate above three meters due to lack of ballistics and linearity, but is 100% lethal at close range.

At present, criminal organizations in Tokyo and Osaka are smuggling from China and Southeast Asia, and there are several special search squads investigating the matter, but the results have not been very successful. Although I knew a lot about smugglers and criminal organizations, I asked repeatedly to be transferred to a special search unit, but my supervisor did not allow me to do so.

Last night there were two more shootings at a 24-hour convenience store and a disco in Omotegi, in which three people were shot. Both offenders were non-professionals, a convenience store clerk and a cram school teacher, and even shot a police officer in a patrol car while resisting arrest.

Inspector Akiyama, who is currently the head of Search Division 3 from my former boss, called me when I was returning to my room: “Sergeant Irimoto, come to my office right away.” On the other end of the line came the voice of Inspector Iwata, the head of the Criminal Affairs Bureau.

Good! It’s my turn to take the lead. Without hesitation, I changed my clothes and took the elevator to the twelfth floor, knocking on the door, a soft smile appeared on the face of Akiyama’s section chief.

“Minister Iriomoto of the Internal Affairs Inspection Division. Iriomoto, this is Inspector Mika Jounouchi, directly under the Police Department.”

Our boss, Minister Iwata, glanced at me with his rocky face, but the woman sitting in front of the minister said to me with an interested face, “More guidance, Sergeant.”

I opened my mouth like an idiot. The woman called the inspector had a pretty face with a smile, and under her mini-skirt, her beautiful long legs with a sexy voice were so beautiful that you could smell it in a trance. She was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and her breasts and arms were full and ripe, making her one of the elite beauties among working women that I had not yet had the chance to taste.

“Ah! Please sit down, Inspector. I’m too busy!” As if mocking me.

I sat down in the chair next to her. Even though I had a great fuck with Kayoko last night, my cock was still sticking up and pounding like it was about to burst my underwear. In American movies and TV, the male sergeants on patrol often have sexy female bosses, but in Japan it was a surprise to me.

I suddenly felt a bit of pain and felt lewd water coming out of my glans, so I hurriedly put my legs together. I cursed myself for being so horny that when I saw her legs, I would associate it with her naked body, it was really bad.

Like the movie star name of Mika Shionouchi, her breasts are about a D-cup and upturned, and her hips are about ninety or more. Her beautifully curved and tightly closed lips symbolize the deliciousness of her pussy, and the shape of her pretty nose represents the sensitivity of her clitoris. Her hands were resting on her tight skirt and she was wearing colorless glossy nail polish, her beautiful fingers were amazing.

But to my surprise, on the finger where the wedding band should have been hung was a white gold band with a gold FBI coat of arms.

Mr. Akiyama elbowed me and told me to pay attention to the criminal minister, “Iriomoto-kun, your personnel record seems to be the most suitable for this mission, you’ll be handling this gun smuggling case, partnering with Inspector Jounouchi, directly under the Cabinet’s investigation office, and you’ll be given the necessary personnel and weapons to support you, starting today. Inspector, Iriomoto is a trustworthy man, and I hope you get along well, and that the results come as quickly as possible.”

I smiled at the Minister of Criminal Affairs as the Special Constable’s Handbook was taken out and placed inside the file.

“Yes, Minister, I will do my best to assist, and the two of us will work together to complete the mission quickly.” The female officer replied firmly while turning towards me with a dazzling winking smile, causing my newly calmed horny heart to flutter again.

“You two can get out now.”

It was just what I wanted, I thought as I walked out of the minister’s office: this time, as a special investigator, the power of life and death is in my hands, and with such a beautiful companion, it’s a great mission.

The one hundred and seventy centimeter tall officer followed me towards the elevator, and every man in the corridor without exception was attracted by her gorgeous face, but unfortunately I couldn’t see their eyes wide open to the wiggling ass.

Seeing the edge line of the panties made my cock buck again. In the confines of the elevator with only two people in it, she was willfully oblivious to my pained expression.

“What’s the matter? Sergeant, are you having another attack? I’m a fortune teller who knows everything!” Jounouchi Mika, with her characteristic beauty and confidence, floated a malicious and teasing smile, and used her beautiful hand to gently clasp my hardened cock inside my pants, and suddenly gripped it in her hand, so that I, a bit of a masochist, moaned out with a bit of pain and a lot of comfort.

“As hard as I expected yet! You’re really the cop who makes lusty old middle-aged women cry wildly, badass, I’m going crazy for you too, we make a good team. Sergeant Iriomoto, what do you think?” Sweet and seductive voice, lips slightly open in a compelling smile, big wet eyes glancing at me seductively.

Her pupils are a bit lavender and glittery, and her skin is paler than the average Japanese.

“Do you mind if I’m one-eighth English?”

It was a triple blessing for me to be seduced by such a mixed-race policewoman.

I was about to hug her back when the door opened mercilessly. Through the corridor to the Internal Oversight Division, not only the men, but also the female police officers and clerks eyed her as we entered my new office.

Mika boldly put her legs on my desk, white panties inside the triangle, it seems like the average American woman seems higher, she took out the personnel file from the binder and gave it to me: “Take a look, it is necessary to understand each other.” Both hands together on the thighs, decorated with the FBI crest of the white gold ring flashes.

I opened the file with an angsty, trembling hand and read on at breakneck speed.

Mika Jounouchi, thirty-six years old, born in Tokyo, graduated from the Faculty of Law of the University of T. She is married and her husband is an associate professor of brain surgery at the Faculty of Medicine of the University of T.

Seeing this, I thought taking an elite woman for granted seemed natural. So, not surprised, but what I’ve experienced since becoming a sergeant has caught my eye.

After two years of medical school at Boston University, he went to the FBI Training Center in Virginia for two years and returned to the United States. He was promoted to the rank of police officer and then to the Police Department, where he worked in the Search Division, where he was able to read, write, and converse not only in English, German, and French, but also in Chinese and Russian.

I’m a third-rate university graduate, and I can only arrest people’s small police officer really can’t match her.

Mei Xiang luscious smile, looking at the eyes rolled white while moaning me, tall and beautiful thighs open wider, without stinting to reveal its black dense pubic hair, by the white silk panties triangular zone run out. Upper end of the beautiful leg stockings, hanging upside down the blackness of the holster, loaded with a PPK automatic type small high-precision women’s pistol, not ashamed to have been into the FBI female police officer.

“Can’t you get excited? I’m just as much of a horny girl as any other woman you’ve ever hugged who loves a thick, hard cock. My stepfather is a diplomat and I chose to become a police officer due to my love of excitement, although married, my husband has a female medical lover outside the home and hasn’t shared a bed with me in years. May I? Inspector, I picked you out of the many alternates. Is that strange? Do you hate me? Or because you’re married and your wife is prettier than me?”

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The beautiful officer stood up in a swaying, graceful motion, sat her ass on one end of the table, looked at me with a teasing gaze, and slowly removed her blouse. The breasts encased in the silk blouse swelled to their fullest, the peaks standing up and revealing large nipples. I was like a male dog sniffing his prey, my breath ragged.

Mika Jounouchi, who apparently studied more than just judicial medicine in the U.S., pressed me with her compelling green eyes and breasts, and whispered sweetly with her sexy pink lips: “Yeah, why don’t you say something? Men don’t shame women, just say you want to fuck me! Of the three of us, me, your wife and Kayoko, I’m the best.

Hello! Hug me, kiss me, that’s an order, Sergeant Iriomoto!”

I was knocked out by her compulsion, such a passionate and bold courtship is rarely seen, and such a beautiful woman’s advances are ecstatic, not to mention a police officer who is superior to me. I unloaded my sidearm and now had to cultivate the mood.

However, this is my office, with five years ago in the police lodging of the S Department, tied up Kayoko and raped her, in retrospect it is somewhat similar to now. I’m also highly trained, but now holding Mika and kissing, two people in love with each other under the lust can not be stopped anyone understand.

As I sat down, I prayed for a knock on the door, a phone ringing, and sweated nervously.

On the contrary, as if handcuffed to me, she said in a low and unsympathetic voice: “No. I’m a little disappointed in you! I’m a little disappointed in you, last time you handcuffed the female suspect in the investigation room rape where the courage? Did your lover pull your dick out so that you don’t have the mood to fuck other women? Good! Tonight you are nothing but a masochistic male dog in my eyes, the FBI not only teaches search techniques and shooting, but the instructors teach women how to be physically attractive, your next opponents are just masochistic women that you can try to dominate without blood or tears.”

After dropping those sharp words, Mika hung an “important meeting” on the outside handle of the door and locked it behind her.

At this point, I became transfixed as the lines of the high-waisted panties floated in front of my eyes, and the rounded ripe ass made me look away. I’m no masochist, but kneeling in front of this woman licking her pussy and asshole, drinking her lust and even pissing should feel good. It would probably also feel good to tie up a beautiful woman like this, whip her, and drive my swollen glans roughly into her hot pussy.

The female officer with the evil winking smile walked back to sit on the table with a Marilyn Monroe style teasing stride and spread her legs wide open in front of me with her pistol holstered between her legs.

So far, I have never smelled this kind of erotic perfume, a slight smell of urine, sweet and sour cunt mouth honey-like aroma.

Like a male dog in heat, my breath was ragged as I ran my tongue over it and my eyes stood out.

Under the white muslin, the black lush growth of pubic hair on the pubic mound had been moistened with lustful fluids, and the shape of the large erect buds and fleshy pieces of flesh were clearly visible.

“Don’t forget I’m the master, Sergeant, lick me with your panties down, that’s an order!”

The super elite female officer about to be promoted to the police force can’t do it without an order. I took off her panties with my hands trembling with desire and at the same time removed my pants and shorts as well, my big cock was already jumping out.

She added in a mocking tone, “It doesn’t matter how high you buck, you don’t have the guts to fuck or come on, lick me! Bastard!”

This one is so proud, she doesn’t know what I’m capable of yet. Though my mouth resented her gesture, I was still attracted to her female organ, and while rubbing my slippery inner rod with my left hand, my right hand went to touch her secret place.

On the pink flesh, there are black pubic hairs, the clitoris’ foreskin is half-parted, the sensibility is first-class, the four labia that have been soaked into dark flesh color by the lewd water are plump, and the lewd pussy mouth opens like the mouth of a living creature. Below that was the anus, which was as large as a chrysanthemum bud, showing that Mika was a woman who knew how to make love and have fun. The pussy of such a noble born whore is so exquisite that it makes men feel wild and ferocious to conquer her.

“Lick it! So slow!” Whispered the scold while grabbing my hair and pulling my head between her legs.

I ran my tongue over the lustful flesh, swirling its hard buds on my tongue, and moreover, I put the tip of my tongue into the cavity and swirled it back around, sucking strongly on the clitoris with my lips closed over it.

“Ah! Awesome! How you can lick so well! You’re such a natural masochist! Ah! That’s great… my asshole!” Mika moaned as she gasped for breath, her lower body was so stimulated that she pushed her waist back and forth, vigorously burying my head between her thighs, and my mouth and face were covered in a stream of hot, lustful mucus.

The hard, blood-engorged, lustful flesh suddenly developed a refreshing cramp that came quickly from my tongue and lips, and I knew she was going to give out, and hurriedly turned my tongue to lick the asshole’s asshole bud at that moment.

But now the stimulation to the pussy mouth and flowers and buds, Mika almost crazy, with a trembling, strong suppression of the voice of excitement called out: “Ah! I can’t! I’m coming… I’m coming…”

Kayoko was also a woman of great lust, and her lustful water leaked out like a piss, flowing up to my nose and mouth, almost drowning me.

It was close to impossible to breathe as her powerful legs clamped my face tightly and her nose and lips sucked in her labia and pussy door.

In this instant, a fear of choking to death was felt, the mind went blank, and the masturbation stopped.

“Don’t! It’s over! I’m not a masochist! I’m not dying like this, let go of me, you bastard!” I tried to scream but couldn’t.

As her consciousness blurred, Kayoko’s elegantly sad face floated in front of her eyes, and her cock shriveled up, hearing only the sound of a woman’s laughter at conquering a male, and the sounds coming from her throat.

Mika put down a foot, with the toe teasing my cock, to say the least, although believe it, the high heels feel very fast and beautiful, my cock is up again. Mika laughed and made me raise my head so that I could breathe through my nose.

“Lick me until you come again, lowly horny male dog, that’s the penalty for defying your boss!”

In order to breathe, the breath became ragged on my lips, the hardened clitoris quivered and came up again, and the new stream of lewdness stuck all over my mouth again. For the first time I succumbed to female lewdness, I couldn’t help but whimper and my lips trembled.

About five years ago, I saw the body of a middle-aged masochistic male asphyxiated by female feces in a hotel in my district. The naked body with his hands tied behind his back showed signs of cigarette burns and whipping, bruises on his cock and the roots of his testicles, and a large amount of ejaculation that had left his abdomen wet before he died. On examination, we found that the body was still warm and that the cock was still semi-hard.

The face that still impresses me, the wide eyes, the tongue coming out of the open lips, the expression that floats in some kind of inauspicious trance despite the lingering bitterness of death.

I was more curious than others to see such a scandalous death, and although the remains, body hair, and bodily fluids at the scene indicated that the culprit was a foreign worker, she was allowed to escape to her home country because of her diplomatic privileges.

Tongue and lips stop moving my head by Mika K, and loudly scolded: “Quickly lick! Irihimoto! I’m very cruel to those who resist my orders. The policewoman at the counter is a sadist, I think, and she hates you, so let her make you suffer, okay? Or will she give you to the sadist as bait? I will not forgive a man who disgraces me, so be aware of that, Sergeant-san.”

I got a cold shiver down my back, and a cold sweat broke out under my armpits. the FBI training center, proficient in English, German, French, Russian and Chinese, shooting and fighting techniques as its specialty, even if the head is cut off, the upper half of the body still has a role to play this kind of woman, like she said is anything out of it.

The beloved Kayoko, in exchange for my life as a victim of love’s sadism, is going to live no matter what.

Mika said the female police counter for Okazue Reiko inspection minister, the hall famous beauty, excellent women from the university, this year twenty-seven years old. Face and slim body are quite attractive, I know, but for like plump body of middle-aged mature women I am not interested in, have not embraced her intention, now, had to yield to Shionouchi Mika’s order.

Mentally vowing revenge, I began caressing the heated, hardened and blood-engorged female pussy flesh with my trembling lips and tongue. Mika grunted lustfully, making a sound like crying, and the hot flesh of the flower, moist with sticky-silk lust, rubbed back and forth against my cheeks, greedily sucking on my lips, while rubbing my glans with the tops of the goat-skin stilettos, as if peeling the skin.

The masochistic blood coursing through my body began to stir, my cock bucked higher, my glans oozed mucus from stimulation, and the masochistic male, who weeps with joy when a woman puts on a leather or rubber glove and rubs her rod, was now getting his kicks from stilettos.

My lips and tongue licked the lustful flesh clumsily and started sucking it non-stop. Mika took off her shoes and directly tweaked my glans with her toes, as if her penis was on the verge of being snapped off, feeling dizzying pleasure, I hugged Mika’s ripe, fat arms and grabbed them so hard that she winced with pleasure.

Completely different from the stench of the cunts of the corpses of the Japanese Red Army Company’s female dreadnoughts found in the Yokohama warehouse, the lust juice moistened on my cheeks was sweet and sweet, easy to swallow, and it felt good for me to play the role of a masochistic male. Mika panted roughly while letting out sobs of dying, and her legs forcefully held my face into the pressing pussy, creating intense spasms.

“Ah… yes… I’m coming again… You come too, Sergeant!”

As I screamed out in excitement at the height of my pleasure, a large amount of lewd water flowed out of my open pussy mouth nearly drowning me, and I ejaculated as the hard, straight, beautiful flesh gradually shriveled away from my head.

The most appropriate place for a precious man’s semen to be discharged should be in the depths of the female pussy of the female officer I was obeying, and I swore from the bottom of my heart that I would do it.

After about thirty minutes, we left the house under the jealous gaze of police officer Reiko Okamura, went down to the underground parking lot, and got into police officer Jonouchi’s silver Porsche Speed Star. We hugged and kissed again, our newly erect rods and wet pussies seeking a rough union.

“That’s… great! I’m really a shameless slut. I’m exciting to fuck in the office, but I’m actually a masochist myself. Now it’s your turn to conquer me. I’ll tell you what. Come to my apartment in Setagaya, and take your time with the search. You’re the boss from now on!”

Mika Jounouchi said with a compelling smile, stepping on the gas pedal with her beautiful legs and moving forward like a young English thoroughbred mare with the sound of a light but powerful engine.

The Tokarif case reappeared in my lustful mind.

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Unquestionably, extremely nice women are probably in a different world than me? I thought. The alien-like beauty, which was completely different from the women I had hugged so far, aroused my strong desire to conquer.

“Don’t be disappointed in me, I want to see a more manly you, Sergeant.” Seeing through my curiosity, he said in a challenging voice, abating my terror.

Thinking about this speed freak policewoman’s pussy and the feeling of my tongue constantly tasting her sweet-smelling pussy and the hardened and blood-filled buds of her flesh, I don’t know how much lustful nectar is flowing now. As I thought about it, my tense face gradually loosened up, while suddenly my cock bucked up, thinking that I wanted to lustfully abuse her for revenge.

The voluptuous body encased in a thin silk shirt and long skirt, the huge breasts bouncing, even the large protruding nipples floating out, the tight skirt rolled up, revealing the mother-beastly legs that had almost broken my head, almost to the root of my thighs.

The panties, filled with the sweet aroma and nectar, were in my pocket. I couldn’t stand the temptation of her panty-less panties, and was about to reach out to her, when the sexy voice of Mika, who knows how to read minds, whispered, “You want to get laid? Good! I’m so wet from excitement too. Are you sure you want to, but I can’t guarantee your life!” I stopped my hand.

Mika said in a teasing voice as she spread her thighs and accelerated, the speedometer showing over one hundred and twenty kilometers and the lightweight body almost floating.

“Here we go, probably just traffic cops, not highway cops.”

Suddenly the patrol car that was catching up with us warned us, and the horn blared, “That Porsche, please slow down to the posted speed limit and stop on the shoulder of the road.”

But Mika scoffed, ignoring the patrol car’s warning lights and suddenly accelerated again, and all of a sudden the patrol car disappeared from sight.

“To my home in Setagaya. What’s going on! No more screwing?”

“Officer, please, slow down!”

“Heh heh heh, it’s still a baby! Well, it’s good to walk as a baby carriage seems to go.”

Immediately dropping back below fifty miles per hour, I exhaled heavily and my cock went limp.

Before long, the Porsche turned the corner in a quiet, high-class residential neighborhood in DuoLuDi, and came to a stop in the garage of an old mansion covering more than two hundred pings.

Kayoko’s house during the time of Mrs. Kunihiko Yano was like a dream palace to me, who was born in the slums, while the residence of Inspector Jonouchi was even more magnificent, with high-class furniture that made me gasp in amazement.

From the small hotel-like entrance, the corridor, living room, etc., are filled with dozens of Picasso, Lunova, ukuchi and other famous masterpieces, all authentic.

Mika guided me to the luxurious living room and sat down, searching through the files while saying, “I’m going to take a shower and change, so you can draw up a guideline on how to proceed.”

She went to the inner door, I lit a cigarette to read the file, but all I could think about was Mika’s naked and ripe body, I couldn’t read a word. When I smelled the aroma of coffee coming from the kitchen, I finally settled down, and after reading the file, I came to the conclusion that the police officer thought that Chen Qide, a Chinese businessman in Yokohama, and Boris Glasnost, the operator of a Russian restaurant, were the targets of the investigation, as well as the information that I received from the informant. The likelihood of both being the masterminds behind the crime is high.

While smoking the second cigarette, did not look at the photo of the murder weapon Tokarev in the recent case. This is a Colt 45 automatic pistol “Gavotte” and “Browning” as a prototype of the old Soviet Union, the standard pistol No. TT.33, when I saw it, I felt a little inauspicious. Parent for the United States and Belgium, but not beautiful and charm, performance and poor (caliber seven, large centimeters, nine rounds of ammunition). The Chinese imitations are also the same, often with firing pin failures and bursts, and are horrible pistols that can’t be trusted.

As in communist countries, the Czech CE75 is a nice looking, 16-round pistol, but even a bad Soviet or Chinese gun in the hands of the underworld and some gun enthusiasts would be a criminal offense, and would satisfy me as an orthodox gun enthusiast. For a long time I carried an Italian-made Beltane G2F, a beautiful, powerful, official U.S. Army gun, which compared to a Tokarev is like comparing a Siberian woman to an elegant woman in Milan, Rome, which is a very different thing.

“Ah! Amazing. Where’s Bell got him! It’s against the rules.” Full of winks and smiles, the beautiful police officer leaned by the door in a voluptuous posture and said, nipples and the dark forest of the lower abdomen from the outside of the pink silk bathrobe can be seen clearly, I took a look at the cock immediately strongly aroused, strong desire to fuck floated up.

I don’t answer Mika’s questioning, it’s true that it’s illegal for police officers to privately own firearms, but it doesn’t apply to me.

Bell his dark blue body as smooth as a woman’s skin engraved with a manufacturing number, registered in the United States Federal Bureau of Narcotics Searches as permanently in my possession as a memento of assisting in the selling of his life on a case, is a true treasure of mine, unlike the Ursa PPK pistol with the muzzle pointing at the genitals dangling upside down between Mika’s white thighs, which was distributed as a communalist by the FBI.

“Hoo-hoo, more like yourself, most of the men who carry Bellator MG2’s in America are heroes among the heroes, like Mel Gibson in ‘Lethal Weapon’, aren’t you?”

Looking at my passionately ferocious, lust-filled gaze with a challenging gaze and a luscious smile, Mika walked towards me. She kept her robe covered with her left hand, but the passionate and provocative swaying of her beautiful breasts and ass was almost too much for me to bear.

The temperamental and seductive red lips slightly trembled half-open, letting out a dropout sob of joy, after Kayoko, the moment of how to prove that I’m a real super man has come again! This is the most suitable mansion for rape, not the office of this hall. Kayoko probably wouldn’t understand this woman, but I myself wanted to hug Mika.

Mika approached me with a beautiful face of self-absorption, murmuring hungrily, “Fuck me… now my pussy is melting, it’s coming… what’s wrong with you? Conquer me as you would any other woman!

I love to be raped… I’ll do whatever you want!”

As horny as I am, I forgot all about Tokarif at once, as if there was only semen in my mind, I couldn’t think of anything else at all. Like Mika this kind of high class lady from the wife, how to treat to make her arousal, from Kayoko I already have experience, that is to let her pain, shame, bitching her to madness until it does not matter.

“Fuck you! Who told you to say that? Take off your pants and get down on your knees! I want you to say: ‘Please hold me.’

You need to apologize for that rude comment: say ‘please fuck my pussy’.” I shouted in an abusive tone while pulling her face closer to me.

Mika’s eyes glistened with happiness with tears in the corner of her eyes, and she said in an almost whimpering voice, “I’m so happy, that’s it, Mika is your slave in body and soul!”

Hot face rubbing against my chest while big boobs pressing desperately against my abdomen, cock inside my pants bucking higher and harder from the feel of thick pubic hair on her soft bulging pubic mound, holding Mika and kissing her so greedily that I was about to suck her tongue off.

She responded with a rough and passionate girl-on-top position of pure and powerful lewdness, masturbating her own pussy and buds with her right hand while using her left hand to deftly remove my pants and stimulate my sticky and slippery inner rod. I was used to submissive Japanese women, but I found it refreshing to see Mika, a typical American woman who was more spontaneous than a man in bed. This female Hummer can also conquer a male slave, but in order to live up to her eagerly awaited first fuck, even though I enjoy the delicious taste of rape, I had to do my duty as a gentleman to the woman who chose me as her rival.

Trained by American men with big cocks, Mika’s skill at stroking cocks was so pure that I was so drunk that I quickly pushed her face away from me before she came out: “Take it off! Don’t think you’re so noble. Shake your ass and get the whip and rope, I’m going to skin your tits and pussy! If you resist, I’ll tear the mucous membrane of your pussy to shreds.”

The corners of Mika’s eyes hang up in ecstasy, her trembling lips emit a womanly, sweet sob, and she spreads the robe to one side with both hands, revealing her beautifully shaking bosom, which slips off the bed, and Mika looks at me teasingly, placing her hands behind her head in the position of a submissive slave.

Her seductive eyes fell on the towering cock between my thighs in anticipation of being lustfully abused, a sob-like gasp escaping her throat as her left hand gracefully dropped down to her lusty pussy, parting the dark, thick pubic hairs, and stroked her fingers quickly and roughly over the wintry flesh, reveling in the indispensable masturbation foreplay before a masochist is raped, and in an instant the two of them were cuddling, leaking satisfaction out of each other.

After Mika let out, she shook her plump ass like a white woman, took out a rolled up long whip and thick hemp rope from the marble movable panel on the wall, and approached me. I think this is also trained by the FBI, pure Japanese women can not be so unrestrained, can be said to be the American women’s submissive kinky skills.

While looking straight at my hard purple cock dripping with lust, my kneeling body approached me on my knees, holding the whip and the rope and bowing to me: “Please pull me down and tie me up… I was playing the role of another woman… but in actuality, I am a woman who likes to be mistreated by men and who is a masochist! Please punish me!”

Pill-shaped whip is a cowboy chasing cattle and horses with a small product, to bring the sweet pain of abused men and women, to fine leather braided from the head of the whip tumor-like protrusion of thirty centimeters, due to suck full of women’s blood, sweat, and lewdness of the surface of the black shiny. I will whip clamped in the armpit, to hemp rope in the beautiful neck of Mei Xiang around three times, the two ends of the left hand with a tight grip on the upper strand, will be touching the glans between her lips, she stared upward with fervent eyes.

“Eat it, high-flying bitch!” His right hand lashed out, and in one gulp he plunged the glans into her mouth, roughly straight down her throat.

The strangled Mika lets out an inaudible moan, her big wet eyes showing joy as I intensify the movement of my fingers working on her pussy, and even though it’s an American kinky service, I flip her fleshy door around without mercy.

She exceeded the boldness of porn star acting, and was as adept at pinsiao as any real kinky woman could ever be. Sucking and sucking, her mouth swirling the cock back and forth from balls to glans, teasing the mouth of my horse’s eye with the tip of her tongue, it was really comfortable.

“Ah… good… I’m so happy… such a hard cock! Was it just a fake? Come on, fuck my womb!” While dripping with lust and emitting muffled grunts of pleasure just before she was about to give out, her big buttocks were shaking wildly.

“Mmm… quick… strangle me tighter…” With the shrill voice of a masochist’s excitement and joy, and with my glans feeling the heat of my breath, the beautiful police officer was transformed into a masochistic whore who no longer called me sergeant.

“Ah… great… I’m coming… I’m your lovely slave girl… come on… come on… fuck me”! Shoot your semen for me to drink… please…” A shudder of pleasure emanated from her lips.

I pull the rope higher, the whip can’t let go of the fluttering big ass, all of a sudden she screams with wild delight while squirting a lot of lewd liquid out of her urethra, you can imagine the lewd nectar overflowing out of the fleshy door.

After whipping her pussy and kissing her asshole, I squirted a large amount of my own prick into the slave girl’s mouth as a violent spasm went through me.

（４）

This ejaculation lasted about five minutes as I held her head in place and took my hard straight cock in her sweet mouth.

“I almost died! That’s the real you, tie me up and order me around, I’ll be your sex slave forever after, my master, Brother Iriomoto!”

For the first time since I met Mika Jounouchi, I felt satisfied.

I pulled her plump firm tits with my hands and told her to get up and stand in front of a three-meter-high crystal mirror with ornate carvings on all sides by the wall, and wrapped it around from the base of her breasts backward, tying her hands behind her back.

Mika stared straight at me, looking even more dismayed: “This is… great, this is the first time I’ve ever tied myself up like this! I don’t know how long I’ll be able to endure this position.” She murmured hotly, reveling in the sweet pain of being tied up, while leaning towards me with her erect nipples and thick black pubic hair-covered mounds.

I couldn’t let it end there, I roughly hit her breasts and her beautiful face full of lust with my hand: “Stop pretending and say ‘fuck my pussy to death’!”

Mika swallowed her tears of humiliation and hysterically uttered lewd words about wanting me to fuck, “Great, take me into the bedroom and fuck me until I go crazy!” She screamed.

“Why? Aren’t you satisfied with my hard cock? I’m not going to fuck you in the bed where your husband holds you, wouldn’t it be nice to fuck in the living room?”

“Don’t… please! Is it good! I’m your woman in our bed too… You’re really a cruel, bad thing!”

A woman who has gone out with her husband is condemned by the guilt of incest for feeling the presence of her husband, so that her emotions are high. At this time, her pussy is the most delicious, especially in front of her husband, it can make her crazy, I am making her pussy, while walking towards the bedroom.

There was a large shaped round bed in the middle of the room, and unlike the brutal abuse of the Queen just inside the police station, now she was just a weak woman, and I threw her onto the bed with her legs spread wide and the cleft of her pussy open, and I pressed my cock through the entrance in one swift motion.

“How does it feel to be fucked by another man in a bed that smells like your beloved husband? It must be great! Mika? Don’t cry, it’s a shame you don’t get to fuck in front of your husband.”

“Cruel bad thing! Don’t mention the husband. In any case, I love you best!”

Due to the sexual excitement of masochism coupled with the guilt of incestuous intercourse, with hysterical screams, face thrown back in distress expression, and sultry and beautiful, has not at all looked like the fierce queen in my office, but like other lovely women.

I moved my hands over her pussy and breasts, squeezing the swollen breasts, rubbing the nipples, stroking the hardened buds, turning two fingers into the hot pussy, and pressing the glans against the bud of her asshole. Mika said with a lovely sob, “Stick it in! Please, don’t torture me anymore, just give me your cock, don’t make me anxious.”

“Bring your back up yourself if you want.” Thrusting her cock roughly into the wet fleshy door was great, but making her humiliate herself tasted even better.

Because of a long time can not get the reason, cavity pressure is very high, this is because of the sight of hard cock, half crazy masturbation caused. Enduring the tears of shame and lust, Mika’s taut buttocks had already straddled up and shoved my cock in, moving up and down lustfully, ignoring my obscene cries, rubbing her slit in her palm, twisting her fingers wildly on her nipples and clitoris, and turning into a beautiful wildebeest with a wild meat stick.

“Hey! What’s the matter? Where’s that condescending attitude you had just now when you were shaking your ass like that? You FBI shitbird, officer, you’re going to listen to me from now on, okay?” The dirty trick was to use my cock to gain dominance of the search.

“Yes..! I promise to obey your orders… ah… I can’t do it anymore, it’s in… don’t move… ah… I’m coming…” cried the beautiful police officer, who had abandoned her self-respect, in an almost frenzied state.

I used my cock to fuck her pussy, the sticky meat lips sucked my cock, the hot meat door swallowed the whole thing in an instant, the sweet meat walls wrapped my cock just right, Mei Xiang and I both shivered with uncontrollable pleasure and made a sound of supreme comfort, Mei Xiang’s pussy was really a delicious delicacy on earth, the world’s most famous weapon.

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… faster… I’m going to come out… just pinch my nipples and pussy off… it’s the first time I’ve ever felt so good!”

With a cry-like lustful sound in her throat, Mika’s pussy moved up and down fiercely, and the lewd water that kept overflowing from her slit flowed from the tangled pubic hairs to between the two of them, making a squeaking and gurgling sound.

Being tied up and raped in a humiliating position on the bed where she and her husband were embracing, although she was aware of the crime, it was obvious that Mika felt more pleasurable and beautiful, and no matter how noble she was, she was like a wild animal in heat when she was tempted by the demon of lust.

“Ah… I’m coming… more aggressively… strangle me tighter… quickly…” making sounds of frenzy of pleasure, and my body shaking violently as the muscles of my meat door contracted to pull my cock back, surrounded by lustful fluids.

I also endured not to leak to satisfy the lustful desire of the tied Mei Xiang, rope is not enough, take the bathrobe belt rolled good her neck, like a frontier rope like twisting, while constantly whipping her hole and thighs.

Like Kayoko, she was unaware that her cock had atrophied and her pussy was spasming as she demanded another orgasm, and the walls of her flesh clamped down on my rod and rubbed against it, clearly enjoying being strangled during intercourse. Some masochistic women enjoy judo-like strangulation, and Mika also enjoys it and looks happy, screaming out even more intense waves.

I watched her poignant expression as I inserted it along with the spinning, Mika’s expression was joyful and bitter, as if she was intoxicated, her face flushed with red, her eyes wide, her look dazed and her blood rushing up.

“┅・・Why is your cock so hard? It’s killing me! I envy your wife… I’m jealous… strangle me tighter… pinch my ass… I’m coming again…” she moaned, arching her back as she came up, her pussy door suddenly contracting.

The hard breasts are almost paralyzed, the strong waist movements, and the neck being strangled, Mika’s flesh pussy closes tightly, her face becomes abnormally scarlet, and the lewd noises coming out of her mouth make me almost unable to stand it any longer. I thanked the supervisor for partnering us both.

“Is it good? Mika. I’m comfortable too, you’re just unbelievably good!”

“I’m so happy! I’m willing to die now. I feel like I’m melting! I’m going to give out! Are you going to let go… well… let’s let go together!”

We screamed like a pair of wild beasts and had intense intercourse, in addition to the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of the bed shaking, and the sound of body friction with a mixture of sweat and lewd fluid on the body, Mika sobbed with beauty and used her whole body’s muscles to the fullest, and her waist rotated with force in an exuberant position, and she almost swallowed my cock as if it were eaten into the cavity. A woman who can endure pain like this to do bold fucking, Kayoko can’t do it either.

The ascending expression coupled with the special cry-like waves, I finally couldn’t help but squirt out my semen in less than fifteen minutes after enduring it for an hour.

Mika leaked at least five times, and because she was so happy that her pussy spasmed, I couldn’t pull my cock out, and then it got hard again right away.

“I’m so sorry, this is a first! Carry me to the bathroom!” The female slave who whispered in a nearly inaudible voice, hugged my neck.

Still thrusting, I picked her up and carried her into the small bedroom bathroom, dipping into the pink tub, and after kissing and nipple caressing, the pussy muscles loosening up, finally my cock pulled out.

The semen that I had injected into me floated to the surface of the water like solidified egg white, Mika let out a cry of shame and buried her head into my chest: “I’m your captive now, so you can’t forget about me!” Muttered the woman to devote her body and mind to me.

After a hot, nearly dizzying bath, fatigue all but gone, I actually ejaculated first as we spun on the tile bed and licked and fucked each other’s bodies!

（５）

The rinse was quite clean, the spirit that was almost full out of my brain put me in a relaxed and fresh mood, and the cigarettes tasted exceptionally good.

Smoking a cigarette after enjoying the pussy of a good woman I love to fuck is always the highest enjoyment, not to mention the fact that today this woman is both talented and beautiful, a beautiful rich man’s wife and my boss, completely transformed into my conquest, proving that I’m extremely good at what I do.

The lung cancer phobia that was cured ten years ago was also forgotten. I took a deep drag on the cigarette but coughed violently, and now my lung cells rejected nicotine, tar, and carbon monoxide, and only the taste was in my mouth. I opened the file and quickly skimmed through it, realizing that I had just missed something very important, blinded by desire.

It is not only the smuggling of pistols and anesthetic drugs, but even more frightening is the illegal influx of large quantities of murderous weapons, namely hand grenades. Two of the old Soviet-made grenades that have been used in Vietnam and the Khmer Rouge and are highly lethal are being smuggled in at the same time: fragmentation grenades, which scatter thin slices of steel and iron that can cut through human flesh within a range of 100 meters, and napalm grenades, which can rain down a rain of lethal heat that can dissolve into your bones and make you roll over in pain, and thousands of these grenades are being smuggled into the hands of the triads and some bigots, and they are a horrifying weapon that is tens of times more lethal than a pistol. Whatever it takes to stop it.

The blood in my body that I had forgotten for three years suddenly boiled up, I don’t know when Mika had come to the side, the perfume and coffee scent pierced into my nose, this woman who can kill people said in a loving, sweet and sexy voice: “What’s the matter? The face looks so horrible, but I like it, this is the face of a real detective! The best face of Heisuke Irimoto!” She kissed me on the cheek, and said in a hotter voice, “That’s great, you make me feel more like a woman, I love you so much. Does it bother you? Do you worry about your beloved wife?”

I could only laugh bitterly as I drank the hot coffee in one gulp, my throat feeling burned. Still, such feminine murmurs of love were quite stimulating, and I picked up her leaning over for a fierce, deep kiss, and for some reason my cock, which had been fully satisfied, stiffened again.

But the grenade thing has suppressed my desire for the moment: “Forgot about the pineapple? I’m speechless, too! Officer.”

“Heh! Grenades wow, yeah! You’re thinking the same thing I am! Don’t call me officer when it’s just the two of us, call me Mika. Please, I’m already your woman.” Staring at me with a pleading gaze caused my cock to swell even more.

The female officer who is my superior and partner talks to me in high class courtship talk, but honestly, it doesn’t really go well with my cheap fun. Although I harbor apologies to Kayoko, a beautiful, knowledgeable, charismatic, delicious pussy and good sexual skills like Mika is the kind of sexual relationship that is my kind of hobby. The more sexually abusable, the more abusive slutty is the ideal sexual partner, how can I lose her!

I let go of Mika’s ripe body, my mood repressing my desire back to work, Mika senses my thoughts and immediately returns to the face of a special search officer.

The two of them sipped their coffee wordlessly, and I said, “Go out to work, first to my eye side.”

“Well, you’re the master!”

As Mika went inside with a cute smile, I made two phone calls. The first was a recorded call to my house, explaining that I might not be able to go home for a while due to a special assignment, and then a call to the Saiji group’s office.

When I heard Nishiji’s reply, I said I would be right there. As I was lighting up a cigarette, the officer, no, Mika appeared like a working woman in a movie, wearing a masculine green trouser suit that wrapped around her large ripe body, with a short fishskin backpack and flat shoes, more like a rich businesswoman than a talented female search officer. Her hand rested on an oil-pressurized ten-shot shotgun with a specially holstered barrel sawed off two-thirds of the way, a modified gun that was illegal in the United States.

“It’s amazing how a gentleman from the FBI can wear a short gun used by gunrunners.”

“Not at all, it was brought back as a special permit for searching, I’m good at supporting combat where the enemy owns AK47 machine guns! Honey.”

This last “darling” shows how much he loves me, and my heart aches.

“Probably! You take care of yourself!”

The blouse front open Mika two ribs, X-type shoulder gun set with eight rounds of ammunition, nine centimeters of PPK automatic pistol and the rice army command with the Rambo knife, this is as long as you use the experience, in close combat effective and can make each other fatal powerful weapons, for the policewoman who graduated from the FBI first place in the technology of course, not a problem.

Mei Xiang kissed the gun and handed it to me along with the holster, this American-style display of love touched me, while I matched the gun, about three times the weight of my gun, plus the powerful twelve boxes of ten rounds of loose ammunition, which gave me a lot of confidence.

I hugged and kissed Mika again before we left, and the sensation of the triangle and the crack of my ass made my heart flutter.

“Don’t! I’m already dressed up. You bastard!” The cute female incarnation of the police officer gasped and glared at me.

It’s a mission now or it won’t end, and I swore I couldn’t hug Mika again until the mission was complete.

In the Porsche, Mika, who had just been fully satisfied with her happiness, no longer overtook the car unreasonably, but kept to the speed limit and talked sweetly with me. Mika’s neck was tied with a golden and black silk scarf, fluttering in the wind, and I could clearly see the red rope marks on her neck, the exhilarating feeling at that time still makes my heart beat faster when I think back on it.

After the massage in the hot bath, my hands and head were still a bit slightly tied up, and while holding an apology to Kayoko, I indulged in Mika’s rare charm. Before arriving at the Saiji group building, I kept looking at Mika’s noble and lovely side face with the eyes of a teenage boy.

The Porsche drove into the parking lot inside the Saiji building and parked next to the team leader’s silver Audi. I don’t know who hugged the other first, but we kissed passionately.

“I want you more and more, do you know how wet I am now?” Mika said dreamily, holding my cock outside her pants with one hand and guiding my hand between her thighs with the other, even through her pants and panties, my fingers could still feel the wetness of her hot nectar.

Her winking smile, moving beauty, and low moaning like a female animal during the mating period made me take all my souls and souls, and I was willing to be a captive of her love, which was similar to that of the male and female police partners in the American movie, and to the serial “Police Hunter”.

The Ri duo has a different relationship.

“Officer, please stop tempting me, just the sight of you is driving me crazy. Your pussy is going to be in temporary escrow until the mission is accomplished.” Desperately trying to move Mika’s hand away and pleading, how can a cock perform police duties without hanging down!

“I’m sorry, my bad, but I have a deal to hug me before I see Kayoko, I want to be gay with her.”

I promise these two things, Kayoko and Mika’s figures floating in front of my eyes, so I want to see their hot fucking winks soon.

A beautiful wife and her lover sharing the same bed in a contest of charm and lust, and competing for my penis, is, to say the least, the greatest male bliss.

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Our non-criminal flirting behavior was clearly visible from Nishiji’s fifth-floor window. When I introduced them, Mika and Saiji shook hands naturally, and I was relieved when they felt like partners.

“With a beautiful little wife like that, I could be a monk, Detective.” Saiji punched me in the back and laughed, calling me Inspector all the way from the detective the police hated to now as a sergeant.

When Mika calls her eyes, a Chinese trader and Russian restaurant owner in Yokohama, we talk about the smuggling agencies in Tokyo, the lawless zone around Shinjuku is the source of all the prostitution, violence and other crimes, including the Chinese triads, Southeast Asian, Arabian robber organizations in the division. Unlike Japanese hooligans, the emerging violent organization’s unscrupulous style is disgusting, so as an early Japanese detective Nishiji undercover to get the investigation report shows that there is no solid evidence of about three masterminds behind the scenes, ostensibly the Chinese respectively for the Chinese cuisine, clubs, hotels, owners of the Chinese Wang Qiuying and Truong Lei Khanh and the North Vietnamese Liu Vinh Thanh, but in fact is the trafficking of marijuana, control of Filipino sex sellers, the culprits of the dissemination of AIDS. In reality, they are the culprits of marijuana trafficking, controlling Filipino sex workers and spreading AIDS.

“These organizations cannot be rooted out by legal means, Detective, not without the Rambo stream.”

Looking at Mika’s legs and bulging ass, who spoke fluent Chinese and Russian on the phone, Saiji Joon said, “When I was a detective, it was the old Germanic way of doing whatever it takes, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.”

“You are over thinking it, this woman is just fantastic. Top-notch knowledge, impeccable new-age Japanese beauty, and thus trustworthy as a partner.” I told Nishiji, who was amusing me in a fine voice, about Mika’s glorious experience.

“I see… Section Chief Akiyama just called and said that although she is a top-notch shooter, she is a bit worried about not having experience shooting real people… I see that she is armed with an automatic pistol and a short rifle and a PPK with a short knife… even though it’s armed by the Soviet Army, it doesn’t have to be any better than what I’ve got. Use this, Inspector.”

Nishiji took out from the table two MPSA machine guns and six grenades for the U.S. military, and ten thirty-round magazines of nine-zone meter center-control rounds, which were not permitted to be powerful and reliable weapons, and I felt tears in my eyes for Akiyama and Nishiji’s concern.

“Detective, you can’t die! You can’t be a Buddha and leave a lover like that behind… I’m sure that beautiful officer’s pussy is amazing, isn’t it? You can tell by the tight red lips.”

Saiji’s last two sentences were said in a joking low voice with an erotic smirk, Saiji and I have been women and co-hole brothers since we were detectives. His current wife and Kayoko used to fuck each other at the same time. I think that after this dangerous mission, I can let him hold Mika, his glans has a pearl and his sex skills are top notch, so he will definitely make her die of ecstasy.

Finally, Mika finished the phone call, her white face flushed with nervous excitement: “I’ve got strong evidence, how is it on your side?”

“Same on my end, officer can get down and dirty tonight.” Officer Jonouchi floated a professionally satisfied smile and the corners of his mouth dangled upwards.

“The information from Yokohama is that Japan, which is slow to outlaw, has become a relay station for Colombian and Southeast Asian heroin and cocaine, which is now cleverly hidden in Soviet near-scraped antique cars piled up in the ports of Yokohama and Niigata, and that large quantities of old Soviet weapons and ammunition, covered in cream, are shipped in large quantities from China, Russia, and North Korea to small fishing ports on the Sea Survey of Japan, where it is hidden underneath Chung Hwa Street. “

Saiji explained to me while Mika operated the machine gun, cocking the safety after loading the first round while winking at Saiji.

“Nice guns, thanks guys! Team leader.” Mika took out the grenade and with a gesture like holding a cock, her eyes looked at me while challenging me to pull out the safety, not expecting her to do that my and Saiji’s face lost all blood and freaked out at once.

After the whole nine seconds, as if it was a nine-minute long moment of terror had passed, Mika, who was looking at us with cold eyes, smiled a little and inserted the safety pin back in.

Saiji’s ear-splitting voice rang out, “It’s like a female Rambo! She’s also a warrior like Ripley from Alien!”

I didn’t know Saiji was a fan, but one hug from Mika for him and the angst goes away.

“I’m sorry, women do this sort of thing, and it’s customary in the United States between a female officer and a criminal to gain acceptance from a partner in this way. Sergeant, I’ll take care of it if necessary.”

I’m sure she’s a lovely and wonderful companion, and seeing the clock pointing to 5 p.m., my stomach suddenly got hungry. Saiji called out and a woman in her thirties appeared through the inner door, telling her to order the special hand-rolled sushi and eel rice and introducing us. It turned out to be the team leader’s secretary, named Miyabayashi Apricot, goose egg shaped cute face, plump breasts and big buttocks, very delicious look, peach blossom eyes looking straight at Saiji.

Dark blue narrow skirt wrapped around the good-looking buttocks, make me look at the heart shook, cock hardening, Mika from under the table pinched me a hand, told me not to think about it. And Saiji’s eyes are also staring at Mika’s lingerie-free breasts, imagining licking her thickly hairy pussy. We’re really horny buddies.

Before the target comes, the three of them come to a conclusion about tonight’s raid. The first target is a hotel and restaurant, the Pear Blossom Hotel, and the second target is a Vietnamese restaurant in Saigon, less than a kilometer away from each other, with undercover agent Saburo Nakatori as the receiver. We’ve seen his picture, and he’s also cut the phone lines to the first two targets.

Nishiji called Nakatori, and I called Section Chief Akiyama for a briefing, asking for support for the siege. Mishima reported that a truckload of wooden crates arrived this morning and were brought into the basement and warehouse, perfect timing.

I felt a surge of hot blood, high emotions, with Mika together with the life can not be, but can die before the taste of hot melting pussy wonderful, it is not in vain this life. I saw that Mei Xiang’s eyes were moist, as if to say that she was also thinking of the same thing.

After filling up on sushi and eel rice, Saiji turned to us and said, “You can’t be like this, you look like a judge and a lawyer, go get changed!”

He took us into the inner room and told us to change into the clothes of a beautiful secretary and a triad gentleman, disguised as a robber and a mistress. Mika’s disguise as the fierce Queen of the Night was particularly sexy, with a black piped bra and high-waisted panties under a cozy black coat and white stockings that made Saiji stare.

White sexy thighs with PPKs on the base of the thighs, knives and machine guns dangling from the armpits on either side of the thighs, like a female warrior in a movie. I’m a fan of short guns that aren’t too light, and are better suited to close combat than fully automatic machine guns that fire 30 rounds in 30 seconds at the touch of a button.

The automatic pistol, the knife on the foot, the short gun, the ten rounds of bullets, the grenades and the three magazines, it was quite heavy to hang up, no matter what, I had to keep this life for Mika. The high atmosphere reminds me of the words of Philip Marlowe, the famous detective created by Jandra a long time ago: “If a man is not strong, he cannot survive, but if he is not affectionate, he is not worth living.” It’s always been a motto that gives courage to me who is horny and weak-willed.

The ascetic aesthetics of this horny man and the famous line about the simplicity of his words are shared by even the most expansive and airy of women.

The first hour before noon, there are still two hours, Nishiji told me and Mika first in the sofa nap, he went into the inner room. In less than five minutes, I can hear apricot’s screams and the sofa bed squeaking, I can only laugh bitterly, this guy will not understand other than this, other than that. In addition to Mrs., there are seven other women, including Michiyo, who is an entertainer, and the owner of a snack karaoke!

Mika’s full breasts rose and fell as she slept, and her sleeping face didn’t look like that of a slut, but rather cute and noble. The orgasmic whispers of the woman in the neighboring room made my desire rise again… This guy, don’t do it again! Nishiji, I’ll go crazy too!

“Ahh… that’s great… I’m dying… President…” Apricot’s whimpering and squealing sounds of fulfillment caused my cock to spit out a stream of lust that soaked my panties, and I couldn’t stop it from coming out with my ears and my hands.

Finally, between waking up and not waking up, the Rolex chime on Mika’s wrist sounded: “It’s time, Sergeant! Time to get up.” The sweet and elegant voice murmured, and smelling her breath, the two of them kissed each other.

“I love you, you can’t die, yo!” Those words woke me up in a flash, adrenaline-filled blood flowing through my body.

Ten minutes later, Nishiji drove us to Shinjuku in an Audi driven by our young leader, Ken.

Kenzo Itazaki, formerly a first class army sergeant in the Self Defense Forces, is Saiji’s right hand man, and I don’t think it seems good to mix in orthodox yakuza when this mission is purely police. Checking the guns and loading them in the car, we got out at the destination building farther away.

Even on the outskirts of the lively streets, drunks, pimps, and Southeast Asian-based bootleggers prowled about, but none dared approach at the sight of our murderous looks.

Near the entrance to the Iwa Hotel building, a dark figure flashed out from an electric pole: “Mr. Irimoto? I’m Honjima. The underground entrance is open. There are seven or eight Chinese, Vietnamese and Albanian villains inside, drinking and gambling. Well, I’m here to keep an eye out for you.”

Motoshima disappears into the darkness as I light what may be my last cigarette and take a deep drag, this time without coughing.

“Give me one too!” Mika inhaled her cigarette gracefully, roaming back and forth with her sharp gaze, the policewoman’s dazzling beauty making my chest hot.

“It’s not a game this time! Are the maneuvers and snipers ready? Time to go!” Mika dropped her cigarette and put it out with her foot, speaking in a firm tone. I’m sure she’s a policewoman who’s fit to hold a police manual and wear a police officer’s back badge.

After passing through the staff entrance, we went to the underground passageway together, with me holding a short gun and an automatic pistol in both hands, and Mika holding a PPK and a machine gun. As we walked down the long staircase, our heels clicked in the concrete confined space, the heavy steel door opened and the Arabs with Uzi’s pointed at us with their muzzles and triangular eyes.

“Who is it? What are you doing here?” The man who asked in a sharp tone of voice had his fingers poised outside the safety, his colorful eyes boobed and yellowed teeth bared when he saw Mika, who had entered before me, open her underwear inside her coat, not noticing that I was holding the gun behind me.

Mika replied in a smiling voice, “Is that the boss of the Ishikura group? I can’t see the ground, so please lead the way.”

As the Arab believed her and turned around, Mika spoke in very fast Arabic, “You lecherous eyed person look so annoying, even your lecherous balls are cut off.”

As the Arab’s lusty face turned white and spasmodic, I sent him to Allah’s true God with a short gunshot to the tendons of his neck, while Mika clasped his collapsed body, and with a silent patch under his fourth rib, I sent him to Allah’s true God.

The two of us took off our shoes and walked down another flight of stairs, hearing a noisy mix of Chinese, Vietnamese, and broken Japanese. As we exit the staircase, we part our clasped hands with a look of love and a wish for peace.

Unlike when I hugged Mika, my heart was pounding and my sweaty hands were trembling. Large and small sturdy wooden crates were piled up by the wall, and there were seven Chinese, Vietnamese, and bearded Arabs with bad faces around the big iron table. On the tables and chairs, there were various kinds of pistols, small machine guns, and AK47-like automatic rifles.

As I was aiming my rifle at the Chinese man who might be my boss, I suddenly heard Mika call out, “It’s the police, you’re surrounded, put your hands up against the wall and shoot to kill if you touch the rifle, hurry up!”

It’s a joke, I’ve often seen female police officers do that in movies, and Mika’s Chinese accent is probably similar. She thinks she has a machine gun, a pistol, and if I dare to draw my gun, she’s going to scream, and if she resists, she’s going to recite some international law, and she’s going to read over the rights of the suspects who are being patched up, and so on.

I had no choice but to follow suit, “Don’t put up any unnecessary resistance, surrender now!”

They’re not stupid. How could they listen to us? At the first sight of us, a professional gunman would have knocked us to the ground long before we could fire. The nostalgic pungent odor of gunpowder puts me in a trance and awakens my ferocious blood.

The Chinese flew off with the booming roar of a short gun, using the automatic pistol’s nine-centimeter Dum Dum rounds as ala the messenger of death, knocking the two men until their chests blossomed and they hit the wall.

Mika bravely shouted upward to return fire, the two of us were like a trip to hell, the remaining three people on the other side of the heavy rain of bullets attacked us, we quickly returned fire, hid under the table and took out two grenades, pulling open the fuse and counting to eight at the same time threw out, I jumped to the side of the boiler to find shielding Mika and me.

The sound of two grenades exploding in the underground chamber and the wailing of the three men’s death throes were incessant. It was about a few minutes, but it seemed like hours.

“Okay! Baby, does it hurt?”

“No, it’s fantastic, honey!”

My cock jumped on the black piped panties.

（７）

When I heard the footsteps of the motorized team coming down the iron stairs, my passionate kiss and finger caress with Mika had to be interrupted. From my coat, I could feel Mika’s erect nipples and fat hardened clitoris, as well as her pussy’s nectar-like wetness, and my cock suddenly stood up so high that it was almost masturbating.

Mika also thought of it, and just as she let go of her arms around my neck, the front motorized crew came running in. The blue uniform and the sergeant’s badge on the helmet appeared to be the captain.

The guy gave Mika a big salute at the wrong time and said, “Is everything alright! Officer. You’re not hurt, are you? I’m Sgt. Matsui of the 2nd Mobile Unit, I’ll take care of this, please move to the second target.”

When I heard a faint moan in Chinese and Arabic, the captain turned to me with a pale and spasmodic face, and I, as the deputy head of the inspection division, only looked at the ill-behaved police officer with a cold eye.

Six months earlier, I had removed one of his subordinates from his post for shooting up a bar with a pistol. I laughed with contempt and said, “Come on! Captain, your feet are shaking, call the ambulance first!”

The guy was angry and furious, his blood rising, coughing from the pungent smell of nitrous and blood that overflowed the basement, and his men, all breathless and silent, whispering as they examined it, idly interspersed with vomit-like guttural noises.

“So fierce!” “That’s awesome!” “The lady detective is a hoot!”

The sea of blood included faces blown off, and the gruesome state of the seven people with large holes in their chests lying horizontally, rolling around in pain before they died, causing Mika, who had no experience in actual combat, to look on in disbelief.

The captain ordered one of the men to arrange for an ambulance and body intake, while vomiting ground out.

With nothing to do to preserve the scene until the Search Division Forensics Criminal arrived, I lit a cigarette with my back to the blood-soaked man and checked my firearms.

A young mobile team member, standing next to a wooden box full of grenades and nine-centimeter bullets for automatic pistols, was eagerly gulping down smoke when Mika angrily scolded him: “Be careful with the fire! The grenades in the back of the box are enough to blow up this building!”

I hurriedly jumped away from the box, dropped the butt and stomped it out, and the rest of the team quickly did the same.

We hugged and kissed again before going upstairs, each hand exploring the other’s pussy and cock, and Mika, who had just come out of her deathbed a few minutes later and was still tense and nervous, looked beautiful and sexy with her blank, wide-eyed gaze, and her hard-suppressed arousal suddenly flared up again.

“Want to fuck, right now right now! Do you know how wet I am right now? The recoil of the pistol and the smell of gunpowder are making my uterus burn. I’m the bad girl yet! So in love with you, you are worthy of my idol, the valiant Inspector Beast!”

Mika’s hot gasping voice murmured, with taut breasts and nipples in my chest rubbing hard, the small belly against the non-stop turn, hand holding my cock to set non-stop. I also do not concede defeat, digging her slit, the intoxicated Mika while kissing constantly, while talking dreamy words of love.

In that instant, Kayoko’s mournful face came to the surface. Please forgive me! It’s an old habit of mine! I was completely mesmerized by Mika, and for the first time in my life, I was fascinated by such a woman.

The sound of the agents’ cluttered footsteps coming down the stairs pulled us back from our lust.

“Let’s go! Mika! You can’t die!”

“You too, I’d hate to lose you!”

Mr. Akiyama, who came down first, smiled reassuringly when he saw us: “You two are both fine, that’s great!”

After making a brief report, we went upstairs and out.

In the slightly chilly night air, I felt the deliciousness that is not usually found in the filthy city air that is fouled by garbage and stench, and I inhaled it without thinking. The Omega watch that Kayoko had given me for my birthday was pointing at 2:30 a.m., almost exactly as intended.

Before the second target of the smuggling organization has not been defeated, or Yokohama and Niigata still have a remnant of the party, can not go home for the time being, to Kayoko’s elegant and lustful sweet smile and wet hot soft muscle caress, I have always been in love with, completely unchanged. But at the same time in the love of Mrs., the same is to see a beautiful woman can not not be screwed, the typical greed over the moral heart of the big pervert.

Dropping his cigarette butt, he chased after Mika, who had been striding gracefully ten meters ahead of him.

Three years of idle inside work, coupled with smoking too much and become fat, fast walking are almost out of breath, less pressure than in the former era of front-line detectives, healthy and abundant life, so that I am over fifty years of age after the decline in physical strength straight line. But what is unbelievable is that the cock still maintains the evil vigor, is it delicious hot female pussy, honey pot like lustful people is the only food for my survival?

Suddenly I felt that the short gun hanging from my upper body’s gun belt became heavier, and it hurt to walk against my abdomen, so I just walked bent over like a clock tower monster, and I never caught up with Mika.

In the middle of the night, the streets of Shinjuku are still as bright and noisy as a city that never sleeps, with big, scary idiots who are not afraid of AIDS or hepatitis, drunks who can’t catch the last train, pimps, anesthesia-like hooligans, and South-East Asian sex-sellers wandering in and out of the streets. Occasionally, a slightly darker-skinned woman comes up to talk to me, but when she sees my robber-like eyes, she doesn’t dare to lure her away.

Mika looked back at my cock with a winking smile and walked out again. As she walked, her big ass swayed to and fro in a manner comparable to Monroe’s, and her taut, sexy, powerful thighs, with wonderful curves, reminded me of the deliciousness of female pussy.

Top-notch brains, impeccable beauty, indescribable charisma, more guts than the average man, rare and good woman, Kayoko is incomparable, I’d die for Mika.

Outside the downtown area, Mika stopped and I finally caught up with the white target building 500 meters in front of us, towering in the darkness of the night, with lights coming through the shuttered windows on the first and third floors. At the Pear Blossom Hotel, the target was clearly in the basement, but this time we couldn’t quite tell where it was.

The building is owned by traders with close ties to China, so the police team could not enter the building in a dignified manner. The building is surrounded by a large three-dimensional parking lot, leaving only one lane for access.

“As hard as it is to intrude, let’s go!” I said to the nervous green-faced Mika as I walked out when a red light flashed three times in the dark window on the first floor.

This was the code word for the spies sent by Saiji, but I had a bad feeling about it, and I walked with a cold shiver down my spine. After crossing the wall of the parking lot in the building, a silhouette suddenly flashed out from behind a pillar, I quickly pulled out my automatic pistol from under my left armpit and took aim at the black silhouette, and was about to pull the trigger with my knee on the ground when Mika’s voice came out, “Don’t shoot, it’s one of us, sergeant.”

My reflexes did not decline, fixed my eyes, leather shoes heavy feet and other walking sound came, it turned out to be a member of the team wearing a mobile team uniform.

“Is that Detective Shirouchi and Detective Sergeant Iriomoto?”

The young member of the team, who was equipped with the matching badge of the Minister of Inspection, stopped in his tracks in fear when he saw the gun I was holding in both hands.

“Yeah! How could you be so careless and come so close to dying unjustly, what is it?” Mika, who had seen the bloody hell of a big criminal country like the United States, was displeased with the careless attitude of the Japanese police officer in Taiping.

“You asshole! Walk out with your hands up before stating who you are.” I cursed in return.

“Sorry, will be careful in the future, here’s something to give you.” He handed Mika something like a black tobacco box, gave a very ugly salute and left, it turned out to be a high sensitivity wireless phone that could be used to talk even in buildings and subways.

After passing through the fence, there was a ramp to the basement, which led down to a vast access road inside the building. I could clearly hear the sound of a large truck engine idling on the other side of the building, so I drew my automatic pistol, put on the silencer, and walked towards the window that was emitting the signaling light, knocking on the door three times. Mika was standing against the wall with her PPK in both hands.

I had a bad feeling about this, and when there was no answer from inside the door, I bent down to the sound of the engine and peered around the corner to see about ten tons of unloaded cargo piled up on the side of the frame, and in the middle of it stood four men of Chinese and Southeast Asian descent and two Arabs with goatee beards. Three had Uzis mounted and all six had Tokarevs stuck in their waists.

There might be fully armed professional killers in here, and it would be simple to covertly put down these six men, but not to have the good citizens’ dreams woken up by the sound of grenades exploding and machine guns clattering.

Large tile cartons with canned goods and wine printed on them in English and Chinese are being moved into the warehouse by a team of four people, and a few minutes later the elevator carrying the goods starts with a low motor sound. The racks are almost empty, most of the goods are on the stairs, and it is feared that they have been moved to the third floor.

Mika spoke into the radio, “Report! Don’t let the troops in for a while, these guys are sleeping quietly, we’ll sneak in from here, officer.” Due to the high level of tension and the difficulty of the mission, Mika called her boss by his official name.

It would have been better if I had brought a tranquilizer gun, but now it’s too late to regret it, although it’s better to try not to kill people even though it’s in the interest of justice and the lives of the people.

“Good wow! The two of us will accomplish the task with pistols and knives!” The trusty companion replied with considerable firmness.

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When six people at the same time to lift the car frame on the oversized box, the opportunity to the two men at the same time the right hand holding a gun, the left hand holding the Rambo knife, adrenaline to the upward surge, the pulse accelerated, at this time, if there is 007 Pound taken the kind of medicine to improve the willpower would be good, but due to the lack of, can not suppress the fear of death, cold sweat for about five minutes.

As the six men moved to the door with their hands under the crates, we launched. I silently knocked down the first man with a hand knife, and the Arab next to me was stabbed from the left side of his back, and in an instant the men were terrified and ready to fly apart, and as I aimed my gun at the rest and was about to pull the trigger, incredibly Mika screamed, “Don’t move, it’s the police!”

This was to tell the remaining four to stay put, the other two were already on the ground. Dumbfounded by the decent glancing officer style of never shooting behind someone’s back without first warning, I fired a nine centimeter hollow-point round right in the forehead of the Chinese man who lunged at me, and after the cargo tilted, the three remaining men reacted by dropping their cases and pulling out the Tokarevs on their belts.

I shot the Filipino directly in front of me between the fourth and fifth ribs on his left side, sending him crashing into the wall with a thud.

But Mika responded even faster, her right and left hands activated correctly at the same time, her PPK emitted two orange flames, hitting the Arab’s forehead and heart, and her throwing knife plunged deep into the Chinese’s left chest. All six men were killed without a sound.

Seeing my reproachful eyes, Mika smiled shyly and said, “I’m sorry, it’s a habit, but don’t tell the federal investigator!”

“Don’t get into the Detective Miami game, I’m dying of impotence. Didn’t you just have one of those western outlaws yelling ‘Sheriff, draw!’ Don’t you have to shoot whether you answer or not for nothing?”

“I’m sorry, never again, I’ll reflect.” Mika hugged me tightly, her taut biceps and pubic mound doing a sensual dance.

“Good to know, don’t do it again, baby!”

The atmosphere was great, and when she kissed me with her lips, the sound of the elevator coming down with the cargo and the Chinese talking could be heard.

We immediately separated and hid behind the box by the elevator, our fingers shushed the ground in a gesture, Mika took out her machine gun, and after seeing her thighs and panty thingy sitting on the floor, I suddenly got a violent erection again. This is one of the reasons not to be in the same group as the American police.

The elevator stopped with a “ga” sound, and two Chinese men with AK47 machine guns came out, scanning the side with a sharp eye because of the stench of nitrous smoke.

We attacked from behind with our short rifles and machine guns as they passed through the crates, and as the bodies that turned in the sea of blood screamed and lunged at us, Mika and I let out a roar of fury as our rifles spewed out flames at the same time.

Shrouded in countless pointy bullets under the face and blood smoke at the same time flying scattered, seven. Sixty-two centimeters for a total of twenty rounds, enough to skin these two guys and blow them away.

Mika, who was loading a new magazine in the thin smoke, said to me, “Nerd, why are you shouting so loudly? The action is not fast enough, just now the sound of gunfire or I fired first.” I don’t know why I yelled before shooting, I don’t feel it myself, I’m still a police officer in the end.

A voice called out from above the elevator, and Mika answered in a thick male voice, speaking fluent Chinese: “It’s just an explosion, it’ll be taken care of soon. Hey, let’s go! Let’s go, I’ll take the elevator, you go up the stairs.”

The two went through the box, Mika responding to the call from above as I walked up the stairs with the gun in both hands and the elevator moving.

The shipment was probably on the third floor, and how many guards were there? The thought chilled me from the back, greasy sweat oozing from my forehead.

The sweaty hand unconsciously touched the grenade safety pin, as if touching the female hard clitoris, and the taut smiling face crumpled, thinking of fighting with this kind of Chinese triads and Arab assholes who don t want to live and are armed with all the heavy teams, and taking only one life to gamble with them is really not very  calculating.

When I went up from the second floor to the middle of the third floor, I heard the sound of two people’s heavy shoes and the sound of talking in the dance floor, so I hurriedly pressed myself against the side wall of the staircase. Luckily, the stairwell was not lit and was very dark. After adjusting my breathing, I took a silencer-loaded automatic pistol in my right hand and proceeded up the stairs.

Saw an enemy now, carrying his Uzi upside down in his left hand, smoking a cigarette with his back to the side of the stairs.

“Hey! You…” With my voice, two menacing faces turned to me, and I aimed a shot at each of their eyebrows, and fell back toward the wall with a hole in their faces, and before they fell, I put the automatic pistol back in its holster, switched to the short gun in my right hand, and slid out toward the corridor with the grenade in my left hand.

The elevator in which Mika was riding stopped with a click, and there was a furious scream in Arabic and Chinese, the sound of machine guns, bullets flying, and those who were hit wailing.

The sounds of counterattacking opposing sub-machine guns and machine guns gradually fell silent as the enemy groaned in their death throes.

“Is everything okay? Sergeant.”

In the thin gun fog, appeared two-handed gun Mika decisive heroic posture, coat front open, appeared big breasts, black colorful lush inverted triangle, hot honey moisturizing pussy, was black piping bra and high-waisted T-type panties wrapped, rounded legs the whole exposed. The guys froze at the sight and responded with a delayed reaction.

A trip to hell with a beautiful woman must be a wish? While thinking about it, I said back in a relaxed tone, “Ah! It’s okay.”

I was still godlike, and the nitrous-blackened face at the end of the corridor gaudily smiled back.

“So happy. I’m wet as hell too! There’s another house to build over there. Use a Blue Label grenade.

Don’t blow up and have nothing left.”

“Ah! I see, be careful!” The Blue Label grenade emits anesthetic gas that renders a person powerless for thirty minutes when it explodes, and is used for capturing prisoners to come, or for seizing weapons and ammunition or anesthetic.

We started at the ends of the corridors to make a discreet search, never standing in front of a door, opening it, running in low with the muzzle inward, lying down and firing, and repeating the same action over and over again, so that no one could be left out.

To the fourth door to turn the knob, inside the two machine guns opened fire, 60 rounds of 7.5 mm hollow-point bullets hit the iron door like a honeycomb. Sixty rounds of 7.72 cm hollow-point bullets hit the iron door like a honeycomb, the projectiles bounced around between the walls, I crouched in the corridor to avoid, but was still two rounds of scratching and bleeding on the face.

The pain and the heat of the blood drove me mad, and the short gun blasted the door handle off, and the hand that was about to pull the safety of the anesthetic grenade stopped as I saw a Soviet grenade thrown through the doorway.

I’m going to be a few seconds away from a bloodbath when it erupts! I picked it up and prayed that it wasn’t a cargo target and threw it in.

The sound of falling to the floor was accompanied by a mournful explosion, and three or four male whimpers of woe sprayed down the corridor from the door of the room along with hot air and flashes of light.

Eyes fogged up, coughing, ears buzzing and trembling, Mika screaming something in the distance, machine guns going off. Blood-soaked Arab men with beards stagger out of the entrance, shouting, and my trembling stops.

(to be continued)