And then rapturous thunder growled through my body. And then a sea-green sedan raced past me, speeding on Ainsworth. Indian hot sex I brought it to my nose, inhaling her tart musk. Her breath quickened. “What, you recognize me?”
“Well, yeah,” she said, staring at my cock with such hunger in her eyes. “Thank you, Officer Cindy! I respect you so much! Because I will, you fucking cunt.”
“You can’t talk to me like that!” she hissed as I hauled her by the hair to the back of her car. I pumped away at her pussy. Just an hour ago, it was a clit. My girl-dick shuddered, the pleasure zapping up it. Then I ripped the nightstick out of Michelle’s pussy and rammed it into Erin’s depths. “Shit!”
“What?” gasped Michelle, her voice throaty as I fucked my tongue in and out of her hot cunt. You want to scream out Officer Cindy, don’t you, Georgia?”
“Yes,” she gasped. I buried into Georgia’s asshole as I looked over my shoulder to see my patrol sergeant, Leslie László, walking up to me. I thought I had a deal with that futa-fairy. I gripped Michelle’s butt-cheeks, fingers digging into her ass as I enjoyed fucking her cunt hard, fast. I caught up fast, getting right on their asses.
