It was late and my slutkin was drowsy after we left a friends party. We stumbled around the neighborhood to a spot where cabs waited as it was drugs phone sex we were looking for. I was high and so was Emily. We were stumbling and giggling and we accidently bumped into some undercover dick. My slutkin Emily Jasmine is a bad girl. She looked at him and slurred I bet your a dick. He was in no mood more her cuteness. Seems he had some real pent up issues with young girls and moms.
He flashed his badge and gun. He was grabbing us both with a firm grip. It seems we found ourselves a free ride after all. I was frisked hard and he found the baggie of ice, an ounce of weed and a couple of ecstasy pills. Oops! Was all I could say and shrug. He didn’t like my attitude, or my daughters. He took us to his stake-out headquarters to share us with the other pigs. They were all way over due with unloading their balls. So fucking hard up. They made us undress and decided they would search us their own way. They decided that making us drink their piss would sober us both up and fucking us was not out of any question there.