The Stunning Officer Claydon’s Complete Jeopardy Journey! Busty Hannah Claydon is looking better than ever in her short skirt, ultra-tight white turtle neck and nude nylons. She is snooping around when she gets handgagged and bundled away into a living room by a masked bad guy. He ties her up on a couch and gags her with tape to keep her quiet. He can’t seem to stop looking up her skirt as he ropes her trim, kicking legs up, and who can blame him? His lewdness is not lost on Hannah and she indignantly mmmmppphhhs at him. He laughs and shoves her back on the couch, where she of course struggles with exquisite passion. After a time, her shoes come off and we are left ogling at her perfect, nylon-encased feet as they twitches and toe spreads while she writhes around, moaning into her sticky tape gag. Miss Claydon thrills us again and again as she next struggles down to the rug and continues wriggling and squirming, her gag stopping her from crying out. Panty peeks aplenty are on offer while the gorgeous young lady makes good use of the space, busting out some electric moves and occasionally fixing you, the presence behind the camera, with those exceptional blue eyes, as if you might be inclined to rescue her. Yeah, right!! Anyway, while you figure out whose team you are on, we screech back to that creepy back room, where the gagged and bound, much-fondled Jennifer struggles with extra-heated vigour. Now, on to the next… It began with a strange email sent by an informant she had been developing... This guy, an untrustworthy rat, generally, had of late been fairly reliable – credible, even – with his info, and so stunning, tall, long legged sheer beauty Alexa, aka Officer Brooke, decides to give this one a day in court. The intel suggests that an Arthur CherryTits is the man behind a sudden rash of thefts of Volkswagen Beetles (the newer ones, not those crappy old classics driven about by serial killers and fuckwipes back in the day) and Alexa has two options: First, she can inform her partner, the stunning Hannah, another undercover cop for the purposes of this tale - or tell her bosses. Wanting, as more of a rookie, to make her own bones here, she elects for the former. And wasn’t THAT a mistake, Darling Alexa, you hot-arsed little bimbo, you…?