Stare All You Want

Of course, the two cops laughed. Really laughed. And then they started whispering—quiet, dirty whispers right behind my back.

While I was still on all fours, practically sticking my butt in their faces.

I just rolled my eyes and thought, “Yeah, stare all you want...”

You probably never get to see a juicy woman's ass, huh? Does it turn you on or what?

My head was still half in a daze. The rest was defiance, bordering on provocation. At that moment, I really didn't care about anything.

And then...

...I suddenly hear the sound.

A metallic pulling. A zipper?

I frown, turn my head slightly, try to check what's going on...