Nightshift Four on the Floor

As Don was lead into the awaiting car he couldn't forget how stupid it was to fall asleep next to Lori's body and vowed never to do something as careless as that again.Detective Hector Plexor,a heavy fat man,sat next to him in the back seat while Detective Tamara Jones ,a striking Afro america woman,drove alone in the front.In his glee to make a arrest Plexor had cuffed Dons hands in front of him and was extremely pleased with himself and the prospect of a promotion for apprehending a serial killer.Tamara was only interested in returning to the station and getting some rest.

A stunning 5 foot 10 inches and 130lbs,Tamara was the modern new professional woman, single,talented and not afraid to use her body as a tool for advancement.At 35 years old she had been with the department for 15years rising to detective after a 3 year affair with Hector that cost both of them their marriges.Tamara wore a neat 2 piece business suit with sneakers and white socks,urban yuppie look of yesterday,that did nothing to flatter her slim waist or long athletic legs topped off by 40 triple C breasts.

As they drove slowly threw the dock area at noon Hector suddenly,silently,slummped in the seat Heart Attack,the fat man was dead and Tamara didn't see it.Just as Tamara swung the car into the alley way that led to the bridge Don struck.Reaching over the seat with his cuffed hands he rapped the cuff chain around Tamara's throat and pulled back slamming her to the seat.As the car rolled into the side of a wall Tamara grabbed at the chain with both hands as it ripped into her flesh and a welt of blood formed under it.Don had raised his legs to push against the front seat for leverage as he pulled against the cuffs chain harder and harder blooding the welt on her neck more as her air was being cut off along with her necks flesh.Tamara's head was now over the back seat and her legs were raised and kicking at the windshield of the car.Fine slim and dark legs they were.Don didn't need black stockings this time,these black and beautiful legs would do just fine.One of her sneakers came off then the other as her feet shattered the windshield in a futile desperate attempt at salvation.Slowly the kicking subsided and Tamara became still.Don continued to pull till the back of the seat was stained with Tamara's blood and for a moment he wasn't sure if he had strangled her or she had died from what now was looking like a nasty neck wound.

Don now released the cuffs chain from her neck and put one hand under each arm and pulled her body over the seat and watched as it fell on her back in the space between the seats.Yep no doubt about it,the swollen cheeks and bulging eyes that he couldn't see as he strangled her from behind were now all to pleasurably visable.As he looked down at her crumpled body her breast pointed right up as they were squeezed into that narrow space between the seats and begged to be fucked.Don had experienced tit fucking with Lori and maybe that's why he fell asleep afterwards,he didn't know,but he did like it and these breasts were the biggest he'd ever seen.Reaching down Don unbuttoned her blouse and the bitch hadn't wore a bra so they burst open like a flower.Don lowered himself onto her tits placing his rock hard dick in between those huge black mounds of pleasure and moaned as it sank into the well of pleasure that formed between them.Pumping forward and back it took only a moment to shoot a load that hit under her neck and mixed with drying blood to form a sticky pink substance that felt even more stimulating as his dick touched it.Don now lifted Tamara's body to the back seat and sat it next to the fat dead Hector and thought they should be together when he leaves.Sitting Hector upright Don positioned Tamara's head in Hectors lap with her legs stretched out and spread on the seat.The picture was of a calm Hector holding and cradling Tamara's head in his lap as her legs were spread invitengly.Don then placed his right hand under her head lifting it to meat his crotch and placed his dick over her right eye,as her plunged he mussed at his first women of color.......

Sister Mary's soup kitchen of modern salvation looked like a good place to eat........