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Wednesday, March 25, 2020

[SS-741] Policemen Show


[POLICEMEN SHOW]

Three policemen were deployed to investigate and apprehend the owner of a sex club in a state where prostitution and public sex shows were illegal.

The three of them were the best and burliest. Intel has informed them that the security and defense in the said sex club was strong. 

So, the three planned their mission. When they found the sex club that was guised as an apartment, they immediately broke in through the locked door.

When they came in, they found two muscular guys wearing football gear, fucking. 


The two panicked when they saw the policemen.

"I know these two!" one of the policemen exclaimed, "they're the two missing students from that high school. They were kidnapped to work in this club!"

The two students shook their head. One of them answered, "no! We came here on our own! We're closeted gays and this is where we hide to have sex!"

"Where is your leader?!" another policeman demanded.

"He's at the basement!" the other student answered.

The policemen ran down to the basement.

There was a brown man in white briefs laying on stacks of hay. It matched the sketch that described the owner. 


The policemen pointed guns at him.

"You're under arrest!"

The owner smirked and said, "why don't you stay for a while?"

Suddenly, thick smoke entered the room.

The policemen started hacking while inhaling tge strong strawberry scent.

The owner wore his facemask.

One by one, the policemen fell and lost their consciousness.

--

Later that night, the stage was set at the living room of the apartment. 

The three policemen were standing there, wearing thongs and dancing with the two students.

There were fifty people watching and throwing cash at them.

The owner was sitting on a sofa. He was pleased at his new additions.

He turned to the guy beside him, "so chief police officer, you've got more potential performers under your office?"

"Those three are the best. But maybe I can ask the sheriff from the nearby town to send others," the chief replied.

"That's good. That's good." 

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