Officer Marquez frowned as you stepped out of the car. Officer Carson sighed.
"What a damn stupid white boy..." Officer Carson muttered. "Y'all shoulda stayed in the car, James!"
"But since you didn't, hands where we can see them and on the car. We're gonna have to frisk you and take a look in the car, Güero!" Officer Marquez ordered as they two neared you.
As you did as Officer Marquez ordered, Officer Carson glared at her and hissed, "Don't call him that! he has a name!"
"And when he makes up for motorboating my ass, I'll use his name!" Officer Marquez hissed back as she and Officer Carson stopped.
"Don't tell me you didn't like it! I saw how you were then! You like him worshipping your ass as much as I do when he worships mine!" Officer Carson replied.
"Let's talk later!" Officer Marquez hissed. As the two headed towards you once more, she said, "Carson, you frisk and I'll inspect."
"Gotcha," Officer Carson replied. As she stepped behind you, she whispered, "Don't worry, James. I'll be gentle... Be a good boy and I'll give you my number, so you and my derriere can have some fun..."
As Officer Carson began to fondle your body, Officer Marquez looked inside your car. 'James seems clean. Don't think I can get him arrests, so I can have some fun with him on my terms...'
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