Twerk

"I want you to twerk!" Olga demanded; laughing maniacally. "Took the words right out of my mouth," Bri responded.

"No fucking way am I doing that!" The detective said as he tried to dance and shake his hips seductively. Everyone on the catwalk couldn't take their eyes off his giant swinging member; wondering how big it could get.

"It's either you do this or do this in jail with the boys..." Olga said.

"I got an idea. Let's have some mercy on him." Bri said. She went to a corner and picked up a bottle of Jack. "This should help loosen you up."

The detective knew his back was against the wall on this. Clearly, this was not a situation he ever thought would happen. He quickly grabbed the bottle and took a big swig of it. Instantly, his nerves were a little calmer.

"Song is almost over, Kev. Do this last dance and you won't be thrown in the slammer!"

Kev began to try and feel the music again, He knew there was about a minute left in the song. He bent over sticking his butt out and began to jiggle it side-to-side.

"Look at that ass go!" Olga said. "Make it move up and down."

Kev let out a groan as he complied with Olga's demands.

"Make it bounce until the song is over!" Claudia said breathlessly as she was continuing to record for all to see.