I couldn't take the time to worry about it. I was getting banged by a gorgeous policeman, that's all that mattered now. Only one thing was important t... me, having this fine hard cock deep up my snatch and being fucked to a wild orgasm. He tore at my bra and pulled it up, his hands were all over my tits, squeezing and pulling my nipples. Again, I wanted to cry out, I had to bury my mouth in his shoulder and bite the fabric of his jacket. "Lift me up, lift me up, fuck me hard." I gasped. His. ..smoke is bad anyway” I told him.“C'mon maaaate….I show you a trick if you buy me cigarettes” he offered.“Trick?” I was puzzled.“Yeah wanna shee?” he insisted.“Sure show me the trick” I was preparing myself to another fits of laughter.“First gimme a fag...” he said.“I don't have a fag now...but I will buy them if you show me the trick” I was keen on seeing his trick, I thought it was going to be another of those funny moments.But it wasn't.He took my hand and then getting hold of my index. By the morning, the5th Battalion of the 14th Marine Division had ceased to exist. In theirplace, a thousand newly formed sexy girls, dressed in oversize militaryuniforms, climbed into their vehicles, accompanied by sizeablecontingents of "camp followers" from the town. They headed off in alldirections, most making for the nearest military bases where they knewthey would find plenty of hunky guys to satisfy their newfound desires.The law enforcement officers in Washington fared little better. . "Judging from the number of cars, I think Susan's going to get her wish fulfilled tonight."We pulled up to the house, and as we parked, we could see through the front picture windows that there were at least thirty men standing around, drinking beer and talking. "Welcome, gents," Malcolm said when we walked in. "I hope your balls are fully loaded because tonight they're going to get drained." "What's the plan?" I asked."Well, Susan has been in the bedroom getting herself ready and when she.