My heart punded as I walked down the street. My plan was crazy but I couldn’t resist the chance to have fun like that. Most men went out of their way not to get in trouble with the police these days. Most eveyone knew some of the things that happened in correctional facilities. Only when I heard about them, i had never been harder in my life. So here I was, now standing in view of the cop car begind me I started to spray paint.
By the time I’d finnished writing “Men’s rights now” I heard the doors if the cruiser open and shut. He tunred to see the two tall buxom officers striding towards him in high heels. Each was taller and more muscular than I would likely ever be.
“Hey, just what in the hell is goin on here” said the blond one in my direction
“None of your dam business” I yelled back quickly, that was a real point of no return. Now I was in trouble and my cock was only getting harder.