The adventures of Buttman and Cuntwoman

We leave as the police arrive, the large black male officer shaking my tainted dick in thanks, his busty blonde partner giving my wife a lip lock and fingering that just goes on and on. I’m not in a hurry, but another call has come in. Blondie slips a business card into the spandex below my wife’s tits then reluctantly pats her pussy and lets her go. “Thanks, we couldn’t do it without you!”, the cops say in unison as they kiss hotly. My sexray vision confirms they both play for both teams.

“Bank robbery, 2100 Eubank NE” – “Quick, call for reinforcements!” I yell to Cuntwoman, who is licking her fourth finger clit radio ring to get the right frequency, occasionally moaning as the clit ring focuses the energy to her own clit instead. It is a powerful weapon, one I can only trust in her hands. I’ve seen her take down a charging bull dyke at fifty paces with it – a weapon truly to be feared. But she is quick, and she is good, and her licking gets to the SJL emergency frequency “Calling for backup, bank robbery at 2100 Eubank, can anyone respond with us?”