Well, officer, I’m not sure how any of this will be helpful to your investigation, but I would be delighted to sit here and chat with you for as long as you’d like… I’ll tell you everything you’d like to know~

I’m not ashamed of my actions that night… I know I lead a rather unusual lifestyle, but… I don’t see any immorality in knowing my worth~

People can judge me for being materialistic, but I say, as long as I’m not harming anyone, who cares if I like a little glitter and sparkle? Who cares how I obtain it?

Besides, it’s not like I’m gold-digging on purpose… Wealthy men just tend to be attracted to me, for some reason. It’s not my fault when they also happen to be super cute~

I think I just have one of those faces that men just love to spoil~… Or maybe it’s my tits.. Either way.. Why would I say no~?

But we’ve strayed off topic, officer~… Look at you, getting me to spill my guts, you clever fox, you~

You really have a way of getting your suspects to talk and talk and talk, don’t you~? You must be very good at your job~

Very good… I bet your listening skills are just as sharp as your looks, darling~

But yes, I’m an open book~… I’ll tell you everything I remember… Every little detail… That should be quite helpful, yes? And you’re in luck, officer, I have a very good memory… A photographic memory… And.. Graphic, it was~

Yes, I was with the.. “Victim”? Is that what we’re calling him? I was with him the entire night… It was kind of our first date, so I didn’t know him all that well– only that he was a real cutie who loved to treat me to dinner and jewelry shopping–

At the time in question… We had already returned to his place… A fancy mid-rise condo across the street from the bank… Large, beautiful windows, opening us up to the city, a gorgeous view of muted greens and city lights against the darkening sky… It really set the mood quite nicely…

I was wearing this beautiful red dress he had bought me… Such a naughty dog, dressing me up so he could savor me as eye-candy.. Not that I blame him… I looked damn good in that skin-tight satin, hugging all of my curves, barely held up by the, essentially string, straps over my shoulders… I had to ditch my bra and panties, it was so tight… –Ah ah, shhh, just be quiet and listen, please. I’m not finished. Ugh, and that color always compliments my skin so nicely.. Bright, brilliant crimson on smooth, untarnished snow… The warm lamp-lighting kept his eyes stuck on its reflections… On me… Focusing so intensely… Those eyes… They were so hungry~… Drinking me all in… And, officer, it was mutual~

Although, I wasn’t exactly focused on his clothing, per se… Rather…. His wandering, lust-glazed eyes… His tongue swiping over his lips… The obvious tent in his pants… And I remember just, looking at his big, strong hands and feeling overcome with the burning need to feel them on my body…

So I kicked off my red stilettos and followed him to his black leather sofa, where he was already spreading his legs open for me– No, this is important, officer, every detail matters, remember~? Shhhhh… Listen~…

I sank down to my knees in front of him and slid my hands up his inner thighs… Grazing over the straining bulge under his pants, just to feel it twitch and react~… Before unbuckling his belt, pulling down his zipper…

He bucked his hips up to help me pull his pants down a little.. Just enough to free his desperate, throbbing cock … And we were both pretty impatient at this point – I leaned my head into his right hand, enjoying the warmth clashing with the cold metal of his class ring on my cheek – again, eager to just feel his hands on my body… And he slid them back into my hair to pull my lips down to his cock~

Mmm… My scalp tingled under his needy grip… Which squeezed even tighter when I snuck a hand down to play with his balls… And the harder I squeezed, the more he seemed to really enjoy it~

Even when I was squeezing so tightly I thought they’d pop… He just kept begging for more… He really couldn’t control himself… Moaning and yelling and pleading and sobbing in Euphoria~… And holding onto my hair for dear life... I had it in a long, loose braid at the beginning of the date, but by the end of it, you wouldn’t have recognized me, officer~

But I’m getting ahead of myself… At this point, I was still only just chastely kissing his cock and squeezing his balls… My lips tingled with every warm kiss and teasing brush across the tip… Already gushing so much, dripping down the shaft… And when I licked it up, it didn’t taste like much, but the relieved howl he released when he finally felt my wet tongue where he ached to feel it… Was so delicious~

Teasing him was fun… But at that point, I was only torturing myself by holding back… So I wrapped my lips around his cock and slid down… And down… And up… And down… And up… And down… Swirling my tongue all over… Up and down… In lovely swirling circles… Kissing and squeezing and sucking and licking….

I loved the way he looked down at me… So full of overwhelming, paralyzing bliss… I mean, what else can you do when you look down and see this face in between your legs?…. These lips… This tongue… These hungry, blue eyes…. Staring back up at you… Sucking you in.. Deeper into the pleasure… Deeper into this scene of what happened on that night… You can picture it, right? Am I being detailed enough, officer~?

It’s okay… You’re allowed to think about it… It’s not like you’re actually doing it… Just imagining it… I wouldn’t blame you…

My mouth and my hand, busy, squeezing… Pleasuring… My other hand, just stroking his thigh, lifting goosebumps, sending shivers through his body… And then Dropping that stroking hand down in between his legs… Even lower than the one wrapped tightly around his balls… Down… All the way down.. Sliding my fingers right up to pet his ass… He was already so nice and relaxed for me… So nice and relaxed… And loose and ready… So easy to just… Effortlessly slip inside…

So, for the sake of ensuring you have the whole image… He sat on his black leather couch with his legs wide enough apart to fit me between them… His pants pulled just low enough to fit both of my busy hands… One holding his balls, the other pushing a finger into his ass… And on top of all of that, my lips gliding up and down and around his cock in a tight, wet massage… My tongue is active in there too, but it’s felt, not seen~

And there would be a pair of desperate hands nested in my hair on both sides of my head, as well, but when I started rubbing his prostate, he fell back bonelessly, like an exorcised rag-doll. His moans burned out into silent screams aimed at the ceiling… It was incredible….

But I wanted his hands on me, his eyes on me, so I pulled back… Out… Off… But he had already tipped over the edge. He snapped his head back down in… I don’t know, shock? Horror? Looking back and forth between my face and his spurting fountain, looking all pissed and betrayed that I ruined an orgasm with such a big load and… I could only laugh~!

He whined and whined… And I wasn’t done with him yet anyway… So I stood up and hiked my dress up a little so I could straddle his lap… Our clothes becoming white and sticky where we pressed together… He really did cum a lot~

But still so sensitive… He flinched every time my thigh would brush against his spent, confused cock… It was quite fun to milk those mindlessly depraved reactions from him… Operating solely on animalistic reflex… And letting himself be guided by me… Putting his hands on my ass… And his face into my barely-contained cleavage… Nuzzling his nose and lips into my nipples, poking through the fabric of the tight dress… In case you forgot, I had to forgo my bra and underwear… And I don’t know if you’ve ever tried rubbing your nipples through silk, officer, but let me tell you, it.. feels.. good~

So sensitive and smooth and… I was just enjoying the sensual touching, honestly… Even though we had been so impatient and skipped right to the dirty stuff… We still hadn’t even kissed a single time at that point~

And I didn’t want to pull his face out from my chest, it just felt so good….

But he seemed to be getting quite frustrated at this point. His grip suddenly steeled around my body… He squeezed my ass hard and yanked the front of my dress down with his teeth like some kind of animal…

It was like I had broken him~

His brain fried and his body took over, fueled by raw, mindless, pent-up Lust~

It was quite amusing, actually… I decided to let him follow his instincts and see where they would take him… And… Well… You can see the marks on my neck~

Oh, nothing to worry about… Just hickeys and playful bites… He has some too, but most of them are a bit less visible~

Even though I didn’t ruin his orgasm on purpose, it certainly still turned out in my favor – It can be so much fun to rile a man up and push him to his limit… Just to see what he’s capable of…

And we just sort of.. Went ham on each other~

Kissing and licking and sucking and biting everywhere we could reach… Our laps occasionally rubbing against each other, making up both hiss and whimper… Well… The whimpering was mostly him… But he might not corroborate that part~

There was a lot of dry-humping and grinding until, I guess he just, finally had enough~

He lifted me up with him off of the couch, digging his fingers into my thighs, carried me across the room, and let me down onto my feet by his kitchen island… I thought he was going to bend me over the counter and fuck me, but instead, he spun me around and shoved me up against one of his massive windows…

He pinned the side of my head to the glass with his hand in my hair… And reached his other hand around to the front of my hips to pull them back up against his… Right where his cock was just, so hard and hot and pressed up against my ass…. And then he used that second hand again to pull up the back of my dress, lined up his cock, and just… Shoved it in~

Can you picture that? Me all pressed up against a big, revealing window? No room for any secrets… Cum-stained dress on display… Tits squished up right where anyone could see… Rhythmically bouncing up and down (and up and down…) from getting absolutely wrecked from behind?

Free from inhibitions… Uncaring… Feeling nothing but the current moment… Nothing else matters… No worries… Just Euphoria~

Jack-hammering into my ass like there’s no tomorrow… Thrusting into my tight, contracting, compressing warmth… In and out and in and… Fuck… Exploding… Hot flooding… I… Am losing my train of thought, officer…

(Ahem…..) We both collapsed… Dropped to the floor in exhaustion… Limbs tangled… Cum dripping down my thighs… I… Have a vague memory of letting him clean me up, with his tongue, if you know what I mean~

What a dirty bastard~

But I think I crashed pretty soon after that… And then I woke up the next morning, around 4:30 in the morning, in his bed, got dressed, and, well, I left… I’m not really the romantic morning-after type.

Everything after that is a mystery to me.

He can verify every single thing I’ve told you. Just ask him who his Mommy is, and his bright red face will corroborate the time we spent together… Even if he gets shy about the details~

I’m shameless.

The way I see it, there’s no point in feeling embarrassed over something you enjoy.

I have no regrets… I had fun~

It really is such a pity that our night together was tainted by such an elaborate scheme… I wish I could pull off something so impressive…

But, no, officer, I wasn’t even there. I’m not quite sure how useful my account was here… But I hope it fulfilled your desire for details~

… Oh, were you intending to inquire me about this evidence-bag…? Well, yes, I was wearing a beautiful red dress… But that isn’t mine. I’m not a fur-gal.

And, again, I wasn’t even there.

Shouldn’t you be directing your efforts towards someone who was actually at the scene of the crime?

Not to tell you how to do your job, officer… You have been an excellent listener, I’ll give you that~

But I believe we’re done here now, don’t you?

I hope I didn’t take up too much of your time~

I’m sure you’ve got other interviews to conduct… Maybe start by finding the owner of that red fabric, yeah?

You seem tired. I’ll see myself out now, officer. Good luck~