Cindy was screaming out in pain, stretched like never before. The next few days at work, doing paperwork after her patrol route, Cindy found herself daydreaming again. The misunderstanding about the drug shipment was talked about without resorting to violence. She was pinned by the throat to the mattress while Terrance fucked her. Cindy shook her head, seeing profiles of arrested and incarcerated gang members. “Stupid,” she sighed, focusing on finishing her paperwork. He was followed by the third, fourth, fifth, and several minutes later, the sixth, seventh and eighth. “Sorry! “Yeah?” a young black man answered through the cracked door, eyes glaring at the white, female cop. The three white women all worshipped TJ’s cock and body. “It’s been a year of us doing this. “When you leave, you not going to your police friends about what happened here,” Terrance slapped her ass. They poured vodka all over her, blew marijuana smoke in her face, one man displayed his hatred of cops by whipping her over and over with his belt.
