The car pulled up in front on the Blue Bar. It was a weekday and I didn't see many people inside. It is possible that Officer Jones had booked the bar for the entertainment which was me. Jones got out and opened the back door so that Peterson was able to climb out. He then pulled me out of the car as I was handcuffed still. I stood facing Jones with with Peterson behind me.
"Let's see...." He said inspecting me like I was a toy. "She's a slobby mess already. We can't present her to the lads like this."
Taking a wet wipe he wiped my saliva off my chin, and whatever was left of Peterson's cum from my mouth. He also cleaned the lipstick smudged around my face.
Jones pulled the front of my dress apart and my tits popped out. He took my nipples between his thumb and forefinger and rolled until they stood hard and erect. I moaned in response to the delicious sensitivity.
"Patience slut." He said.
Peterson, who was behind me reached down and pulled my dress up until it was bunched at my waist, pussy and ass exposed. The dress was pretty much pointless by now and all my privates were open to the public!
"Shit, she's slopping wet down there. We need to clean the slut up!"
Jones used more wet wipes to clean my juices from my thighs and pussy. At his probing touches I moaned louder.
"Will you shut up bitch." Ordered Peterson. "You'll have your fun soon."
I quietened down.
I just can't believe this is happening. I can't wait to be used by all these men. I want to be fucked so hard that I will feel it for days.
"Shit." Says Jones. "I can't dry the bitch up. She's getting wet everytime I try."
"I can't help it." I protested. "You are doing this to me. You are making me too horny!"
I wiggled my bottom a little so that my ass rubbed the front of Peterson's crotch. I could feel him getting hard again. In front of me I can see Jones's growing bulge as he was watching me wiggle.
"Ohhhh I'm such a cock-hungry whore," I moaned stating the obvious.