Step away from the action — are you nuts?

Emily continues to bounce on David, her cheeks flush as she struggles to keep up the pace of her "discipline" atop the stripper. Her handfuls of tit jiggle in her shirt as she presses on David's carved chest for leverage. He lies back with a smile and lets the crazed officer proceed. You can't imagine having his hands trapped under him would be comfortable ... if he was human.

Emily finally shrieks and loses her rhythm atop the incubus stripper. A somewhat breathless Emily leans forward and captures David's face in her palm. "That's what happens when you fuck with the law. The law fucks you," she says, following some fever-dream logic in her head. "Do better. Go to Annie."

David smiles. "Now, what I heard, little momma, is the law fucks you. And I'm the law around these parts." With a snap his hands are free, his wrists wearing bracelets of steel. A twist of his arms on her waist and Emily is tossed onto her hands, her ass up. "Oh, fuck," she breathes as he slides into her soaked slit. One hand bunches her shirt neck, pulling her into him. David takes his time, his substantial girth visible on each backswing, but with every stroke he slaps against Emily's ass. You imagine the little shock waves from her globes radiating and washing over your friends along with the pheromones from you and Celeste.

Your redhead sister in sin is plunging David's discarded nightstick into her steaming snatch with a smirk on her freckled face. Karen is idly rubbing Annie over her dress while the guest of honor watches on in a stunned trance. Megan mauls a tit with one hand while the other works under her micro skirt.

David picks up his pace as Peaches' "Mommy Complex" starts, earning an earthy moan from Emily. She looks back, her brown eyes smoldering, as he plumbs her depths. Celeste squeals as David takes Emily in front of all her friends and the guest of honor. She's soon crawling to her rutting friend, treating the rest of you to a view of a black thong nestled between her firm cheeks.

She kisses Emily deeply, then pushes her back into the arms of David, who effortlessly shifts to hold her in his lap. He thrusts on as Celeste tears open Emily's top and just as quickly frees her tits. Celeste pops one stiff nipple capping a modest breast between her lips while teasing the other dark pink nub with a thumb. She plays with Emily's perky boobs for a while before turning her attention elsewhere.

David pauses and she deepthroats his freed cock with the ease of a sister in sin. Her friends witness a noisy, messy blowjob as she inhales his shaft, and Emily lays curled on the floor on her side, misses being filled so completely. But Celeste isn't done with her. She rolls two fingers in her mouth before lowering them to Emily's other hole as the rest of you watch.

"Celeste, what ... oh fuck, I never, oh shit, that's good," Emily says as her friend warms her ass up and furthers her infection. Celeste works her fingers out of Emily's back door as David idly strokes his meat. She crooks a finger at him and he wordlessly replaces Celeste, just the tip of his cock pressing Emily open. "Oh my god!" you hear from the direction of Karen and Annie.

Emily murmurs as David eases into her and Celeste turns her focus to Emily's dripping nether lips. You can't help feeling a bit neglected as you watch Emily taken in what could truthfully be called an actual devil's three-way.

You saunter to your feet as the trio continue with their fun and approach the action. You could help Celeste out with Emily but Megan is all alone. You're somewhat amazed she hasn't thrown herself at someone else in the room yet after the drink and David's tease and the live sex show.

"Well, hello," you say with a smile as the opening notes of Dorothy's "Raise Hell" drop. Perhaps one of the Pierces is having fun with your party. It doesn't matter. What does matter is a worked-up Megan.