Miss / Miss / Miss: Police Crash the Party

You sigh contentedly as Clara goes to town on your pie. It's a little awkward sitting on the table, but that's how Mandy arranged things. Three cute little mall girls sitting on the vinyl-covered booth seat, and three waitresses sitting on the table, offering their girl pie for the young ladies to eat. But with the lovely feeling of Clara's tongue on your lady parts, and the sighs of Mandy and Taylor to your left, it's easy to ignore the little discomfort of sitting on a diner table with your knees spread and your hands braced behind you.

"Oh, honey, that's lovely," you tell Clara. To your left, Colleen is gobbling pressurized whipped cream from Mandy's thick, prominent pussy lips, and next over, Louise is giggling as she kisses up on Taylor's pie, setting Taylor to giggling too.

A flashing light catches your eye, and you wonder if there's something up in the kitchen. You look over to see blue and red flashing lights outside the window.

You put a hand on Clara's cheek to get her attention. She looks up, raising her dark eyebrows.

"Girls, girls!" you say. "Johnny Law is here, we must have set off the burglar alarm!"

There's a scramble to put things straight. Taylor takes your guests to hide in the storeroom, while you and Mandy quickly try to make the scene presentable.

It's not till you're looking at the police officers that you realize that both you and Mandy have a corner of your panties sticking out of your apron pockets.