Inside the fogged-up patrol car, Miyako was already halfway into Renji's lap, skirt bunched around her hips, pantyhose threatening to rip open at the crotch.

The car windows were tinted black so no one could see what they were doing inside. But the problem was, even if they could, none of them cared.

Especially not Miyako who should have been the most worried of the duo.

Their mouths crashed together over and over. It was one of those stupid, scattered, disarranged lips-fucking caused by an explosion of sexual, lustful energy.

"Mhm… mhm," Miyako kept moaning into his mouth as they continued in a wet, desperate frenzy.

Their tongues slid with each other, even their teeth scraped against the other, spit smearing across chins and cheeks.

She moaned into every kiss, loud and shameless, one hand fisted in his hair, the other clawing at his chest under his hoodie.

"More," she whimpered between kisses, grinding her soaked pussy against the bulge in his pants. "Just one quick fuck, please. What do you think, my master Renji? I've always wanted to do it in the car but my lame husband just couldn't. Please let's fuck here… in front of your apartment building. I need… ughhh… I need your cock."

Renji pulled back just enough to speak, breathing hard. A smile was on his face and it turned his nerdy youthful face into the most handsome one in Miyako's eyes.

She couldn't hold back much longer.

She tried to kiss him again, but he chuckled, pulling away, their lips stained with dripping spit.

"Come on, Mrs Endo. Don't get too spoiled after just one fuck session. I have to get to school. Can't be late unless it reflects on my overall."

Renji had one nerf. Perhaps it was a good thing, but, regardless of how he loved sex with milfs, he was still a nerd, he took his academics very seriously.

Miyako actually whined, a high, pathetic sound, her hips still rolling against him. "But I'm dripping down my thighs… I can still taste your cum in my throat…"

He cupped her face, thumb wiping a string of spit from her bottom lip. "Then masturbate with thoughts of me. But I want videos. Mhm? Sounds pretty hot right?"

She thought for a second. "I've never done something like that before."

"That even makes it hotter. Just send me videos and pictures of you in the precinct, masturbating while wearing your uniform. On your office desk, the bathroom, anywhere. Understood, Officer Endo?"

Her eyes glazed over instantly. "Yes, master… I'll record every second… for you."

Renji gave her one last deep, filthy kiss, tongue fucking her mouth until she trembled, then gently pushed her back into the driver's seat. "Good girl. Now you better get to work. You have criminals to catch."

Miyako whimpered hungrily as he climbed out, shut the door.

With a sad look on her face, she watched him jog up the cracked concrete stairs to his apartment building.

She sat there panting, lipstick smeared, thighs trembling. She adjusted her skirt with shaking hands, started the engine, and drove off, her wet pussy leaving a damp spot on the seat.

However, unbeknownst to either of them, there was a figure behind the garbage boxes across the street

Click. Click. Click.

Hideo crouched low, camera lens pointed through the gap. He zoomed in on the departing patrol car, catching the police sticker on the bumper.

"A cop car?" he muttered, lowering the camera. "Dropping him off at six-forty in the morning? Could it be that this kid is in deep shit with the law… or does he have someone in his family that's a cop."

He scratched his stubbled chin. "What the hell is up with this kid? I'll find everything. I just need to break into his apartment."

"I promise to completely ruin you, Renji Kenshiro."

Renji pushed his apartment door open and stepped into the cramped two-room unit.

After the Endos' sprawling house, his tiny apartment felt like a dollhouse: a simple space with peeling wallpaper.

But at least it was spotless. The futon was folded, dishes washed and stacked, laundry hung in perfect rows.

Certainly Reina's work.

Renji was really grateful for his housemilf.

He exhaled, dropped his school bag, and headed straight for the tiny bathroom.

Yesterday's mission was an unbelievable success. Everything was so smooth sailing that it felt like it had been ordained by fate itself.

Miyako was claimed.

The next on his list, Ayame Sada, the cold bitch. Iroha's mom.

She was going to be a tough one, but Renji already had a fully articulated plan for her.

And in her case, he didn't think he was going to have an atom of mercy for what he was going to do to her… and her corporate milf pussy.

Ten minutes later he emerged in his slightly wrinkled school uniform, hair still damp, tie crooked. He stuffed textbooks into his bag, then paused.

The corner of the brown leather back notebook poked out.

Renji pulled the Milf Note free, running his thumb over the embossed title. A slow, warm smile spread across his face.

"My hero," he whispered to it. "You, my dear, are a life-changer."

He kissed the cover lightly, slid it back inside, zipped the bag, and slung it over his shoulder.

When he opened the front door, Reina was standing right there.

She wore a faded floral apron over an old tank top and shorts, hair in a messy bun, arms crossed tight under her heavy breasts. Her eyes were red-rimmed with worry and something darker.

"Where were you?" she asked with a small voice.

Renji stared at her like he'd seen a ghost. "How long were you standing out here?"

She pouted. "Just tell me. Where were you last night?"

"I stayed over at a friend's," Renji said easily.

Reina's lip trembled. "What friend?"

He raised a brow and smiled. "School friend. Don't worry about it, Reina."

Her hands twisted in the apron. "But… we were supposed to do it last night. We have to keep trying. I need you to fill me up every night so we know for sure that I'm pregnant…"

Renji laughed softly, stepping close. He cupped her cheek, thumb brushing her lower lip.

"Mrs. Reina. You're such a jealous, greedy milf," he murmured. "We fucked the night before last, remember? I filled you three times. Jeez, pity me a little huh? I don't have an endless supply of cum, you know?"

Reina made a soft whimpering noise.

Renji frowned slightly and leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. "Keep acting spoiled and I'll have no other choice than to punish you with a whole week of dick starvation."

Reina's breath hitched, thighs pressing together. "No, please."

"Good milf."

Renji kissed her. Hard, possessive, his tongue invading her mouth until she melted against him. When he pulled away, she was panting, eyes glassy.

He gave her ass a sharp, ringing spank that echoed in the tiny genkan.

"I'll be home later," he said, stepping past her. "Be a good housemilf and keep that pussy ready for when I want to use it."

Reina stayed in the doorway, watching him jog down the stairs. She touched her lips, then looked down at her body, hands sliding over the soft belly she hated.

"I hope he hasn't found a girlfriend," she whispered to hers. "Someone young and pretty… It'll make him stop wanting me. I'm old and fat. He'll… throw me away…"

Her eyes turned sadder, filled with worry.

Down on the street, Renji hurried on. He felt his phone buzz and pulled it out to see the first illicit photo Miyako had just sent.

She was still in the driver seat of her car but she had her uniform skirt lifted, fingers buried deep in her pussy as the other hand did a peace sign.

The caption read:

Your cum-drinking cop is ready whenever you are, master ♡

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