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Blue Light Special

Date: 10/7/2015, Categories: Humor, Author: Buz, Rating: 34, Source: LushStories

discarded his black policeman’s shirt, exposing his white sleeveless tank style undershirt. His hairy chest peeked out the top and his upper arm tattoos showed. Sarge seemed to dance rhythmically as he searched underneath his overhung belly for his belt buckle. Sarge finally freed the snap on his buckle. His pants dropped to the ground and as he attempted to step out of them, he tripped. Suddenly sprawled out on the floor, the sergeant sat up. “Shit!” “Are you okay, Sarge?” Despite being handcuffed, Doreen pulled herself up into a sitting position to check on the sergeant. “Uh, why, yeah,” Sarge moaned, “I’m fine.” He strained, stretched, groaned and barely reached his shoes to untie them. In his effort to get off the floor, the sergeant rolled over, his large boxer covered butt, poked upward. The material pulled so tight, forming a wide backside camel toe, that both Doreen and Bugs thought it might tear and snap. But Sarge somehow managed to get to his feet with his underwear all in one piece. The sergeant stood there triumphantly in his boxers, tank style white undershirt and black socks. His look of victory quickly turned to disbelief. Raising an eyebrow in astonishment he stared at Bugs standing next to him wearing only a leopard print Speedo bikini. “Oh my god!” exclaimed Sarge. “A banana hammock,” giggled Doreen. Bugs rolled his eyes, gesturing with the open palms of his hands. “Women like these.” Sarge with a silly grin cornered his eyes away and whipered under his ... breath, “Yeah, right.” “Uh!” grunted Bugs. “Okay,” said the sergeant, “you never mention me falling down and I won’t ever mention those, whatever those panties are you got on.” “They ain’t panties, Sarge,” Bugs desperately explained. “These are a men’s underwear.” “Yeah, whatever.” “Would you two quit arguing about that damned banana hammock. I wanna get some action!” “Oh, yeah, sure,” said Sarge. Simultaneously, Sarge and Bugs moved towards Doreen as she dropped back, spread eagle onto the bed. Colliding just in front of her spread legs, they both backed away and gave each other an annoyed look. “Guys?” Doreen seemed a little perturbed. “I’m going down on her first,” demanded Sarge. Bugs shrugged in protest. “I outrank you,” added the sergeant. Bugs backed off enough for the sergeant to crawl on the bed between Doreen’s knees. Grabbing her by the thighs he winked at Doreen and grinned. “Besides I got more experience at this.” Doreen rolled her eyes. Sarge dove in. His fingers gently spread Doreen’s pussy lips apart and his tongue lashed out. The sergeant began to softly caress her hoodie that barely hid her throbbing little clit. In a swirling motion he teased around her hardening rosebud, then let his tongue slide down the length of her juicy pink labia. Doreen moaned. Sarge slid one finger between her plump pussy lips and found her warm moist tunnel of love. Doreen slightly bucked her hips upward. He then pressed another finger into her moistening twat. Doreen’s breathing got ...