Lia Baren steps into the holding cell and the temperature spikes. Detective Ari catches her wrist, then her mouth, and all that restraint cracks open. Tianna already has the camcorder running, wide grin, short hair still damp from sweat. Mikela’s knees slide apart on the thin mattress, waiting. Lia drops her uniform pants, kicks them aside, and goes straight for Mikela’s cunt, tongue flat and greedy. The air smells like wet skin and cheap metal.
Lia Baren steps into the holding cell and the temperature spikes. Detective Ari catches her wrist, then her mouth, and all that restraint cracks open. Tianna already has the camcorder running, wide grin, short hair still damp from sweat. Mikela’s knees slide apart on the thin mattress, waiting. Lia drops her uniform pants, kicks them aside, and goes straight for Mikela’s cunt, tongue flat and greedy. The air smells like wet skin and cheap metal.
