Yes

"HEY! WATCH IT!" Miranda shouts as James runs his hands inside her skirt and rubs along her panty-covered pussy, stifling a moan as she does so.

"YEAH...WE'RE MARRIED...WE DON'T GIVE IT AWAY FOR FREE!" Carrie shouts to Wilbur as he gets even bolder than his partner and slides his hand into Carrie's shorts, pushes her panties away and starts fingering her pussy.

"UH," Carrie moans, trying to make it as soft as possible so that this rogue cop who was helping himself to her pussy wouldn't hear her as he took his other hand and started squeezing her tits.

"You might be married, but I don't see any rings on your fingers, sluts," Wilbur spits as James comes up behind Miranda and slaps handcuffs on her, with Wilbur doing the same to Carrie.

"Park it," Wilbur tells James after the two rogue cops have driven Carrie and Miranda back to the station, where they know they won't be disturbed as one of their superiors parks another car next to them.

"You're coming with me Miranda," James hisses in her ear as he drags her into the other squad car by her handcuffed arms, Wilbur pouncing on Carrie as soon as they are separated and sliding her shorts off of her as he climbs on top of her and rips her panties off.

"You sluts are going be doing a little performing for us and the rest of the boys tonight," he hisses in Carrie's ear as he slides into her, Carrie still trying to fight him off, "and when we're done with you, maybe we'll run the rest of your slutty singer friends in."