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Not long after, Allen went to the R.P.D. with Svetlana. Soon after arriving, he headed straight into Chief Brian's office.

"Oh, hey Allen! How have you been?" Brian greeted him cheerfully, clearly happy to see Allen drop by.

"I'm doing fine, thanks for asking," Allen replied casually as he sat down without waiting for Brian to offer him a seat. Then he patted his thigh, giving Svetlana a silent cue to sit on his lap. Svetlana just rolled her eyes at Allen's behavior, but of course, she still sat down on his lap.

Brian didn't seem bothered by it—he'd clearly gotten used to Allen's antics by now.

"Anyway," Allen began, "why did I suddenly lose my position in S.T.A.R.S., Chief Brian? And what's with the whole situation about the tactical rescue team? I'm pretty disappointed, you know. Being labeled a drunk kind of hurts my image."

"Ahh… about that, I'm sorry, Allen. I didn't have much choice. I was under pressure from certain people," Brian said, shaking his head helplessly. "But don't worry—you're not fired. S.T.A.R.S. is just temporarily suspended. All the members are on extended leave."

"Well, that's something, I guess. Though I really enjoyed working there," Allen said, leaning back slightly. "So, do you think I'll be getting any kind of compensation for that?"

"What kind of compensation are you thinking of, Allen?" Brian asked, curious.

"Well," Allen replied with a grin, "I'm interested in joining one of the other departments here in the R.P.D. I heard you're recruiting some rookies. I want one of those rookies assigned as my partner."

"Ahh, that might be difficult right now. Why don't you just enjoy your vacation for a while, Allen?" Brian said, clearly trying to turn down the request.

But Allen casually tossed an envelope onto Brian's desk. "Sorry, Chief, what was that? I didn't quite catch what you said," Allen replied with a smile.

Brian looked at the envelope, then quickly picked it up. "I said, don't worry about a thing—leave it all to me. I'll take care of everything," he said, glancing inside. When he saw the large amount of cash, he immediately slipped the envelope into his desk drawer to keep it safe.

"Good. Thanks, Chief. In that case, I'll be heading out," Allen said before leaving Brian's office.

Not long after Allen left, Chief Brian picked up the phone in his office and called Marvin, asking him to come over right away. He wanted to discuss something about recruiting new members to replace the S.T.A.R.S. team.

Marvin was a bit confused about why Brian suddenly wanted to speed up the recruitment process, but he figured it was a good thing. It seemed like Brian had finally decided to approve some of the candidates Marvin had been hoping to bring in.

Meanwhile, inside the car, Allen glanced over at Svetlana, who was focused on driving.

"Lana, how about grabbing a drink and something to eat at the bar with me?" Allen asked, watching her with a faint smile.

"Hmmm, is that your way of asking me out on a date?" Svetlana replied, keeping her eyes on the road.

"Yeah," Allen said casually. "So, what do you think? Just you and me spending some time together at the bar."

He'd actually been planning to take her to a nice restaurant, but he hadn't made a reservation yet. Besides, the bar he usually went to had private rooms upstairs, so he figured it would make a pretty good spot for their date.

"Hmmm, of course. Are we going to our usual place?" Svetlana asked. Naturally, she wasn't about to turn down a date with her man.

"Yeah," Allen replied.

With a small smile, Svetlana continued driving toward their usual bar—the place where they often went to unwind together.

Inside the bar, Allen ordered some food and drinks before leading Svetlana upstairs to the VIP area on the second floor.

After a short while, a waitress arrived with their order — and by coincidence, it happened to be Cindy.

"Oh, hey Allen! How have you been?" Cindy greeted warmly as she set the food and drinks down on their table.

Hearing the pretty waitress greet him with such a bright smile, Allen returned it with one of his own. "I'm doing great. How about you?" he asked, smiling back at her.

Cindy blushed slightly when Allen smiled at her, lowering her gaze shyly. "I-I'm good, Allen," she replied softly.

"That's good to hear. Though it looks a bit busy today — you must be tired. Why don't you take a short break? Maybe switch shifts with someone for a bit," Allen suggested.

"Yeah, I'm a little tired," Cindy admitted with a small laugh, "but I can't just switch shifts like that. It wouldn't be fair to the others."

Meanwhile, Svetlana, sitting beside Allen, was starting to lose her patience. Why was her man flirting with another woman when they were supposed to be on a date? She discreetly pinched Allen's thigh to make him stop and focus on her instead.

Allen only chuckled, finding her reaction kind of cute.

"I see. Well then, here's a little something from me," Allen said, handing Cindy a generous tip — around 350 dollars.

"Ah, Allen, that's way too much! I can't accept this," Cindy said, trying to hand the money back.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Take it — you've earned it," Allen replied with a calm smile, gently pushing the money back to her.

"Thank you, Allen," Cindy said gratefully before heading back to her post.

After Cindy left, Allen and Svetlana could finally enjoy their meal, but of course, as they ate, Allen's naughty hand caressed Svetlana's thigh—she was wearing a short skirt at the time.

"Allen, what are you doing? People might see us," Svetlana said, protesting a little, though her body clearly didn't reject his touch.

"Don't worry, no one will see us here," Allen replied, since they were positioned in the corner and their seating area was fairly secluded.

Svetlana, hearing Allen's words, could only bite her lip and let the naughty man do whatever he wanted.

After a while, Allen's hand ventured deeper, brushing against her panties and then gently rubbing her labia.

"Ahh..." This drew a moan from Svetlana, but she tried to stifle her voice so it wouldn't carry to the other people in the bar.

Soon enough, Svetlana's panties were soaked. "Hmm, looks like you're already wet down here," Allen said as he slipped his hand inside her panties.

"Oughhhh... and whose fault is that, huh?" Svetlana replied, biting into her food.

Allen just grinned, staring at Svetlana, who was still trying to focus on her meal.

"Sorry, Lana, but I can't hold back anymore—I want to devour my dessert," Allen said. Then he pulled her leg, lifting it up and laying her back on the long bar stool. He tugged off her panties, exposing her crotch, and his face dove in, licking her pussy and clit.

"Ahhh... Allen, no... not here... at least we could—ahh... do it somewhere else, ahh, damn it, whatever," Svetlana gasped, seemingly surrendering but still fighting to suppress her moans.

Soon enough, Svetlana couldn't hold back any longer against the relentless assault of Allen's tongue invading her pussy. Her body began to tremble violently. "Fuck... Ahh..." she moaned, her climax crashing over her as she came hard, her juices flooding out.

Allen sensed her powerful orgasm and eagerly swallowed every drop of the sweet nectar flowing from her vagina.

"You taste so fucking delicious, Lana," Allen murmured after he finished cleaning her pussy with slow, deliberate licks of his tongue.

Still panting heavily, Svetlana stared at him in disbelief—they'd just done something so filthy in a public place like this. But her gaze quickly drifted down to Allen's crotch, where a massive bulge strained against his pants.

"Do you need some help down there? You know I can't let you walk out like this," Svetlana said, her voice a mix of concern and mischief as she nodded toward his erection.

"Yeah, I definitely need your help with this little brother," Allen replied with a smirk, starting to unzip his pants.

"Let me handle it. You keep watch—make sure no one catches us," Svetlana whispered, brushing his hand aside. She took over, carefully pulling down his zipper and fishing out his rock-hard cock from his pants, all while ducking low behind the table for cover.

His thick shaft stood rigid and throbbing right in front of her face, the sight making her swallow hard, her mouth watering at the thought.

Svetlana wrapped both hands around his length, stroking it with firm, teasing pumps that made Allen groan softly.

"Fuck, baby, can you use those gorgeous tits of yours?" Allen asked, his fingers tangling in her hair to guide her.

Without hesitation, Svetlana unbuttoned her blouse, shrugging it open to reveal her lacy bra. She unclasped it quickly, letting her full, heavy breasts spill free. Pressing them together, she enveloped his cock between the soft, warm flesh, sliding up and down in a rhythmic titfuck that had pre-cum leaking from his tip and smearing across her skin. Allen's hips bucked slightly, thrusting into the tight valley of her cleavage as she worked him with increasing speed, her nipples hardening from the friction and the thrill of the risk.

Ahhh... yes, suck my cock too," Allen groaned, his voice thick with lust as he guided Svetlana's head closer.

Svetlana parted her lips, hesitantly taking the swollen head of Allen's cock into her mouth. This was her first time giving him a blowjob, and she struggled to accommodate his full length, her tongue tentatively swirling around the shaft as she bobbed her head slowly. The salty pre-cum coated her taste buds, making her cheeks flush with a mix of nerves and excitement.

Allen felt his throbbing dick enveloped by the wet heat of her mouth, her soft lips stretching around him as she sucked gently. The combination of her earlier titfuck and now this intimate suction had him squeezing his eyes shut, a low moan escaping his throat while he savored every flick of her tongue and the gentle pull of her cheeks.

Pulling back for a breath, Svetlana looked up at him with watery eyes. "How's that? Are you enjoying it? Am I doing it right?" she asked, her voice breathy and uncertain, wiping a strand of saliva from her chin.

"Yes, fuck yes—you're doing it so good," Allen gasped, his hand stroking her hair encouragingly as she dove back in, gaining confidence with each pass.

Fifteen minutes ticked by in a haze of slurps and muffled gasps, the risk of the bar's ambient noise heightening every sensation. Allen's balls tightened, his hips twitching involuntarily. "Lana, I'm gonna cum," he warned, his hand pressing firmly on the back of her head to urge her deeper.

With a guttural grunt, he exploded, his cock pulsing as thick ropes of hot cum shot straight down her throat. Svetlana gagged slightly at first but swallowed greedily, the rhythmic gulp... gulp... gulp... echoing softly between them as she milked every last drop.

As the aftershocks faded, Svetlana licked her lips, a surprising craving blooming inside her. The musky, creamy taste of his load reminded her of indulgent strawberry vanilla ice cream—a dessert that left her wanting more, her body humming with newfound addiction to the act.

Right now, Svetlana looks incredibly slutty, especially as she straightens her clothes and slips back on her soaked panties.

After that, Svetlana grabs Allen's hand. "Come on, we should head back to the apartment if you want to keep going," she says, clearly still burning with arousal and eager to rush home.

"Okay," Allen replies, quickly tucking away his cock and zipping up his pants before they leave the bar. Yeah, he's just as eager to continue their fun at his place.

Once they get back to Allen's apartment, he immediately pulls Ada into his room.

It doesn't take long before moans from both women echo from inside.

Plop! ... Plop! ... Plop! ...

"Ahhhh yes... harder," Svetlana cries out, her body now sandwiched tightly with Ada's beneath her.

Allen's cock thrusts rapidly, pounding into Svetlana's pussy. After he unloads cum deep inside her womb multiple times, bloating her belly with his thick seed, he pulls out and slams his dick into Ada's pussy, doing the exact same thing to her.

They fuck nonstop through the entire night. Allen doesn't forget to drag in Alyssa and Rebecca, who just got home late that evening, turning it into a full-blown orgy. Their sex party rages on until morning, leaving all the women passed out with their bellies swollen like they're six months pregnant.

Seeing the state of his women, who appeared to have passed out in exhausted slumber, their bodies covered in bite marks, slap bruises, and their lower holes—pussies and asses—still gaping and leaking Allen's thick cum like overflowing faucets from the brutal fucking they'd endured all night, Allen finally moved on.

He shifted to check on Excella in the other room. Right now, she lay sprawled on the bed in that chamber, completely naked, though it looked like Ada had wiped her down and cleaned her up.

"Hey? Are you okay?" Allen asked, his voice laced with a hint of concern.

"Well, I still can't feel my legs. But you don't need to worry—I just need a few days to recover," Excella replied, gesturing for Allen to lie down and sleep beside her.

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