Kaori opened the door.

"Hello, Miss Katsura. This is the Seihou Police here for a break-in report."

Sergeant Miyako Endo stood there in full uniform: navy jacket stretched tight across her massive tits, the gold buttons straining with every breath, belt cinched cruelly around a waist that looked almost illegally tiny above the dramatic flare of her hips.

Her pants hugged thick, powerful thighs and an ass so round and heavy it made the fabric look painted on. Her long black hair was pulled into a severe high ponytail that swayed like a whip when she tilted her head.

The badge on her chest glinted, but it was her eyes that hit Renji first: dark, hungry, already half-lidded the moment they landed on him.

Somehow, it had completely evaded Renji's mind that if the police were coming then Miyako was likely going to be with them.

It wasn't going to cause trouble or anything. In fact, when he thought about it, this was definitely going to work in his favor.

With Miyako here, it would be easier to get the cops off his neck. He wouldn't even have to think of a clever excuse. Just anything would suffice, given Miyako's induced obedience to him by the Milf Note.

It was just a little amusing that he had been with her that morning and although they didn't expect to meet again until Sunday, here they were.

"Renji?" Miyako breathed with surprise.

"Mrs. Endo…?" he answered, keeping his face perfectly neutral even as his cock twitched at the sight of her.

"What are you doing here?" Miyako asked him.

"Oh," Renji thought for a while. "I came to visit Ms Kaori. She's my teacher, and so when she told me that someone broke into her house, I decided to stay here with her. To keep her safe."

Miyako smiled warmly, staring at his lips with desire. "That is so so nice of you, Renji."

He half-smiled.

Kaori stood frozen beside him, cheeks still burning pink from what had happened in the kitchen sixty seconds earlier. She was surprised though, that the reputable Miyako Endo and Renji were on a first name basis.

She looked at the both of them.

"I… I didn't know you two were acquainted," she managed to say, smoothing her skirt with trembling fingers, trying to look anywhere except the obscene bulge already forming in Renji's uniform pants.

Miyako's smile was slow, dreamy, almost drunk. "Oh, Renji is a very good friend of the department. And he's also a top student… always so helpful to us officers."

Her tongue touched her lower lip for a fraction of a second. "Isn't that right, Renji?"

Renji gave a humble little nod. "I just try to do my part, Sergeant."

Two junior officers hovered the rest of the building, sweeping the hallway to make sure there were no trespassers.

Miyako took out a note and a pen. "So, Kaori, walk me through it again. You came home and the door was ajar?"

Kaori opened her mouth to answer.

But Renji couldn't wait.

He slipped his hand under the hem of her pencil skirt and palmed the fat, perfect globe of her right ass cheek. His fingers dug in hard, kneading the flesh through soaked lace panties.

Kaori jolted, a tiny, choked "ah—" escaping before she clamped it down.

Miyako's brow lifted. "Everything all right?"

"Y-yes," Kaori squeaked, spine rigid, thighs pressing together as Renji's middle finger traced the seam of her pussy through the fabric, feeling the heat and wetness already seeping through.

"I… I came home around five-fifteen. The lock was damaged, the door slightly ajar. I didn't go in at first. I called you immediately."

Renji squeezed harder, spreading her cheeks slightly, letting the lace ride up between them. His cock pressed insistently against the small of her back, thick and obvious.

"And was anything missing?" Miyako asked.

"N-no," Kaori stammered, voice cracking as Renji slipped his fingers beneath the lace and made direct contact with her bare, dripping slit. 'Oh no. What is he doing? He can't touch me there. That's so… that's so wrong.'

But Renji continued to play with her dripping cunt. It was tight. Even for his pinkie. He rubbed gently on it, causing her to whimper more.

Kaori immediately covered her mouth as a louder moan was threatening to come out.

Miyako narrowed her eyes at her. "Are you sure you're okay?"

She looked at the sergeant, eyes desperate, and nodded affirmatively.

Renji beamed at Miyako. "She's fine, Mrs. Endo."

Miyako looked at the two of them before deciding to continue.

"We'll need to pull the security footage from the lobby and elevator," she said conversationally. "It should give us an idea who the intruder is or at least what they look like."

Renji suddenly froze.

The security cameras. Shit!

He didn't think of that. In this day and age, there was one everywhere. The lobby. Elevator. Hallway.

His face on every single one, clear as day, forcing the lock not two hours ago.

He had to do something fast.

His fingers curled, two of them plunging knuckle-deep into Kaori's soaking cunt without warning. She doubled forward with a strangled moan, hands slapping the doorframe for balance.

"Mrs. Endo," Renji cut in, voice calm even as he pumped his fingers slowly in and out, curling to stroke that spot that made Kaori's knees buckle, "that really won't be necessary. I'm staying here with Ms Katsura. I don't think the intruder will be returning as long as I'm here. You can close the case."

Miyako's eyes

"Really?" Miyako asked, tilting her head. "Don't you think it can be handled better this way, right? Besides we're the cops and all." .

Renji narrowed his eyes.

"Do what I say," he told Miyako, voice low and commanding, "especially if you want this cock on Sunday like a good little police slut."

Miyako turned red with lust. She looked at Miyako who was completely stunned and confused, and then at Renji. "Okay. I'll leave it to you then."

Kaori's brows furrowed and she finally found her voice. "Wait—what are you doing? That's ridiculous, sergeant, you can't just—mmph—"

Renji shoved his finger deep inside her, and it words dissolved into a broken moan.

"Shut up. Don't pretend like you don't also want it."

"Sergeant Endo… ngh… you have to investigate," Kaori tried again, legs shaking. "You have to find—"

Renji fingered her harder, causing her legs to wobble in front of Miyako who now understood what was going on.

Renji was finger-fucking his teacher.

"If you don't shut up and behave, I'll report you for assaulting a minor. You slapped me earlier, remember? In front of a witness. That's a crime. And the police are my friends."

Kaori's eyes were pitiful..

"But that was because you grabbed me first—"

"And you loved it, you horny slut," he growled, curling his fingers hard enough to make her gasp and squirt a hot little gush around his hand. "Look how wet you are just from my fingers in front of a cop."

Miyako watched the entire exchange, chest heaving, nipples stiff against her uniform shirt, thighs pressed together.

Renji pulled his fingers free with a wet sound and held them up—glistening with Kaori's juices—then slowly licked them clean while staring Miyako dead in the eye.

"I can't wait anymore," he said. "Tell your little friends to leave. I need to teach this stuck-up teacher what happens when she forgets her place."

Miyako looked transfixed, her nipples poked through her uniform. "Re— Renji… I know… uhm… I know I don't get your cock until Sunday… But can I at least watch?"

Renji pretended to think about it, thumb circling Kaori's swollen clit until she sobbed.

"Hmm. Why not."

Miyako's smile was pure filth.

She turned on her heel, ponytail whipping, and strode to her officers. "The problem has been resolved. You can all return to the station, I'll stay for a while with the resident to discuss a few things."

"Okay sarge."

Miyako watched with a sinful gaze as her fellow policemen left in their cars. Then she turned to Renji and Kaori, a smile on her slutty face.

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