Fucking A, that feels sooo good ! Amy thought as her hips began to involuntarily undulate in rhytmn to the Perv's finger-fucking. “Wally's really givin it to her good !” the old hooker said and Amy was keenly aware of the show she was reluctantly putting on for the lowlifes. Once again, Amy felt the warmth and the first stirrings of an impending orgasm. I can't believe this scumbag-pig is about to make me cum ! And in front of everyone ! Amy thought as tears of shame & pleasure began to well up in her eyes. Suddenly, Amy was pulled away from the booking desk and the Homeless Perv's talented & tormenting fingers. Thank God ! She thought, even though, physically she had once again been brought to the brink of orgasm, only to get denied that sweet release at the very last second. The two couple cops dragged Amy away down the hall, forcing her to walk backwards as she questioned them with anger, fueled by sexual frustration, “Where are you taking me ? If I'm being arrested, what's the charge ? And I'm pretty sure I'm entitled to a phone call !” although, Amy was uncertain who she'd even call about this; she was still trying to wrap her head around how tonight lead to...this. The male cop glanced over his shoulder and said, “You're not being charged with anything...probably. Too much paperwork and you don't need the hassle either, so you'll probably be out in a few hours. We had to go facial through the motions because of that anonymous tip and...” Amy angrily yanked herself out of the cops grasp and yelled, “Idiot ! I'm the one who---” was all she got out before the female cop yanked her by her shoulder, dragging her down the hallway and said, “I'll be so glad when we're done with you. If you're not humping somebody, you're bitching and complaining !” Amy gave her a How Dare You ! look and said, “I've been sexually assaulted TWICE, while in your custody ! I'm going to sue this entire department and you two specifically !” Amy continued to lecture/threaten/admonish the two cops until they entered the jail area. Amy was led to a larger jail cell at the end of the corridor. The cell was filled with skimpily dressed hookers & strippers, a sea of big hair, spandex, miniskirts, perfume, long nails, high heels, booty deepthroat shorts and trending towards too much makeup. However, the trashy, sexy ladies were not as skimpily dressed as Amy, standing before them in her pasties, thong (with her pussy still hanging out !) and go-go boots and upon seeing her, they immediately face fucking started rough whistling, hooting, catcalling & making lewd comments. Amy, panicking & desperate, turned to the two cops.and said, “You can't put me in there with them, I'm practically naked ! They'll eat me alive !” “Bet on it cutie !” one of the gum-chewing streetwalkers said as she and a few of the other ladies started walking to the front of the cell. The male cop dismissively said, “Nah, you'll be fine, your stripper friends will look after you” Exasperated, Amy said, “I keep trying to tell you, I'M NOT A STRIPPER !” A lightbulb went off in the male cop's head as he said, “Oh yeah, that's right, you strippers prefer to be called dancers.” Increasingly exasperated, Amy replied, “I'M NOT A DANCER !!” “Oh right, right, right, you dancers like to be called artists” “YOU FUCKING IDIOT !!!” Amy screamed. Looking hurt, the male cop said, “Whatever. Anyways your friends Cherry & Lulu are in there, so they'll look after you.” “They're not my friends !” Cocking an eyebrow, the male cop said, “Really ? That kiss you two shared looked pretty friendly to me.” Amy blushed and wanted to respond, but wasn't quite sure what to say. “Of course not honey.” She lied to rough his face. When people do nice things in this world, it’s because face fucking they want something. “Do you want,” she paused, almost teasing me, “to couple go take care of that?” When I finished up on those little chores, Opal, the young fuckster from the bank showed up again. I picked up the remote and turned on net flix and we decided on a horror movie I let her pick it. Unghnmm, yes. I stripped off my clothes, shoes, socks and got down to my birthday suit. deepthroat “Oh no, not the terrible tongue treatment,” she gasped as he tasted her lusciousness. He then looked down the line of her body to facial the perfectly round breasts and then to the small mound of lightly coloured hair between her legs. The shower splashed on her side, the spray hitting my skin.