Eliza Ibarra

Rookie cop Rodriguez is just two weeks into her street patrols with partner Holmes. They get dispatched to scope out a big mansion where some notorious thugs are running their shady ops. She's geared up for trouble. But when their comms crap out, she hustles back to the squad car for backup—only it's vanished. Fuming, she storms off to the garage to hunt it down, then tells Holmes the ride's gone AWOL. Boom, there it is, tucked inside. A gang of dudes jacked it and stashed it. She yells her head off, but they just crack up, busting her balls. Radio's busted, they've got the keys— she's screwed. Time to flip the script and make 'em squirm. She demands their pants for the keys, but damn, spotting those monster cocks? She's dropping to her knees, choking on shafts and slurping balls with that long tongue. Lines 'em up like a pro, works every thick package with expert care, and gulps down every hot load they blast her way.