My Chocolate Nightstick Desires

My Chocolate Nightstick Desires. For D. A.

Not trusting myself and my desires,
I engaged my coworker in the mission
To get tickets to the Sheriff Catillian, as I wanted
to attend, to expand my mind with views of dress uniforms,
Sargeants, Lieutennants, Captains, the Sheriff, many black
Macho men with bulging muscles, lengthy manhoods,
They dance with me, gripping me, squeezing me, kissing me.

I clean and prepare my. 45 before I go shooting,
Fishing for black cops at the gun range, we shoot,
Hopefully they hit my target, my heart, my womb,
My star covered nipples, pushing, squeezing out to say hi.

My fiery heart will devour your macho muscles
While you hold me prone with your nitestick,
Skin that flows like molten chockolate
Drizzling all over my body, we devour each other
While wet and messy we transition into the bath, the sauna,
The whirlpool, the crashing sandy shallows of secluded
Bolsa Chica coves, the tandem massages, the parking
In your squad car on PCH when you ravish me at Sunset.

The cops have pulled me over and they start to surround me
With their black fucksticks, tearing my clothes off for nude
Searches. Cuffed they repeatedly fondle my breasts, pull my hair, and spank my ass, I am penitrated by the squad,
my pussy, my ass, my mouth filled to the point of explosion,
They all unbuckle their gunbelts and line up to thrust
Into me, So raptured, I moan, begging for more police investigation of my body, I scream in ecstacy from
The cop group grope fuckfest.