A couple of dirty policewomen

Vanessa, Noelle, and Aster whip towards the speaker, and see not one, but two pissed-off policewomen— one a redheaded knockout, the other a petite yet curvaceous Latina. Their badges read "Diaz", and "Smith" and they're walking with the two hot, naked men our magical peeping-Jane had stripped earlier in tow. They even caught that brunette mega-hottie with the jawline, Vanessa observes with dampened panties and growing concern.

The officers are leading the impromptu streakers by their goods, grabbing both humiliated men's privates in a blatant **** of power; the cops are obviously upset, and prowling for the troublemaker. The Latina who shouted in the first place repeats herself, pointing in Noelle's face while chiding the bitchy girl, "Are you the one who's been stripping these poor hunks? If so, you're in big trouble."

But Diaz is stroking the slender brunette's dick with her other hand, showing her hypocrisy as she bends down for a better look at Aster's crotch.

"Hey! Get away from him!" Noelle grabs her boyfriend's sizable junk in an attempt to shield him from further scrutiny, but her dainty hands aren't nearly sufficient to cover his stiffening elephant trunk, and all she accomplishes is giving Aster a public handjob.

The white-haired boy moans at his lovers touch, to which the taller, paler officer chides, "And now you're committing public indecency? I think we might have to incarcerate all four of you deviants."

Protectively clutching her shredded, short-stack boyfriend, the high-heeled lady fires back, "The only deviants I'm seeing around here are you!"

"Excuse me?" Fuming now as she gropes the Asian hunk's love-rocket, the ginger policewoman calls to her partner, "Diaz, let's cuff 'em!"

"Hands off my boyfriend, you asshole!" Noelle screams when the cops close in on Aster, aggressively trying to pry them apart.

Vanessa starts sweating, she doesn't want innocent people to get thrown in the slammer on account of her perving— she just wanted to ogle some naked boys!

Cooking up a reckless plan in the frying pan of her dirty mind as officer Smith heckles the poor couple, Vanessa just shoots the wand of vanishing at every man in the park, hoping both to cause a distraction (and see more dicks). Several masculine yelps break up the palpable tension as nearly a dozen men unwillingly bare it all by method of magic— the guys' tight muscles and juicy cocks bouncing free of their Lycra prisons.

The officers gasp at the heavenly vista of male flesh, letting the boys in their custody go while they stand agape. "It's beautiful…" The shorter cop says, tearing up. Her redheaded companion simply gazes onward, a smile of unbridled bliss on her face.

The policewomen gawk at the blushing wall of hotties for an eternity before composing themselves: Threatening capture for the em-bare-assed men as the authorities take chase.

It's a stampede of sexy, nude guys—penises flopping wildly for Vanessa to enjoy—on the run from those dirty cops and a marathon's worth of other wolf-whistling women. Aster has stayed behind to shower his girlfriend with kisses for standing up for him.

While those red-faced boys scramble to escape sight, one of them runs smack into Vanessa, knocking her down into the verdant grass as they both trip. She gazes skyward expecting clouds, but sees only a naked Adonis lying atop her aroused, supine body.