Caroline continued to drool and bob her blonde flaged
head, her back draped over her hot harley and her two
tits trembling. Damn, a cop, thought Joe. Nice tits for a
cop. He paused to compare Caroline's wobbling
whoppers to those on the two tormented teens. Six
good ones, he said to himself. Good day. He
wondered at the length of time that a few good tit shots
could effectively incapacitate these allegedly "tough"
girls for. "Tits," he said aloud, "They're fantastic."

Just then a cruiser pulled up slowly along side the the
scence of the one sided six boob battering. Officer
Amiee Johnson stepped from the vehicle and hoisted
her tits in her police bra with her thumbs and
approached Joe.

He felt allright, and he knew he didn't really do anything
wrong, and certianly nothing illegal. But he couldn't
help feelig a bit funny, what with a sister cop of the
chesty and asian officer Amiee knocked out, obviously
boob-drunk, and displayed topless and drooling across
her ovn asscheek scalding hog. Nohting really wrong
here, he thoght to himself. Be cool.

The new brown skinned babe cop strolled up close to
Joe, her hands now firmly cupped over each big
beachball bopper. Sweet mammary, Joe thought, triple
D'd... oh look at those, they just have to be triple D's-
and on an Asian chick. Probably a nineteen inch
waist... uuuhhh. Joe began to lose his composure and
he sensed the office picking up the vibe- what with him
grabbing his crotch and drooling on his shirt,
nevermind muttering loudly about triple the cup size,
triple the punches, triple the fun. Before office Aimee
could reach for her pepper spray, Joe had her bby the
collar and had his knee buried in her crotch. Amiee let
out a yelp that was cut short by a short hard set of
chops to the tops of her still victoria's secret slung tits.
Officer Amiee had made the force on an affirmative
action inittative, and while being a rather upstandoing
officer, just couldn't take it well to the tits. She went
nearly out from the firsst set of chops, of course Joe
slammed her in the softballs about eight more times
per suckle sac before she was allowed to crumple
against him and have her shirt, hat, pants and bra
removed.

He smiled and ejacualted on the girl's belly as he
playfully punched her tits, and Carloline's as she lay big
boobed and baby-like, boob-drunk in the warm
afternoon

What do you do now?

	Joe beats her apples and pie
	eight tits is enough tits, joe wanders off for hamburgers

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