" CONCRETE". Part 11. " I'm detective Mark Wright sugar". The driver said. He was taller younger than his partner. " I have to agree with my partner Peter here". He said sitting in the driver's seat, guiding weaving frantically in & out vechicle traffic along the busy, crowded boulevard. " Hey how long have you been dressing as a male baby?". Peter the shorter one asked turning around towards Staci. Staci turned her face towards the side passenger window. " Uhhhnn don't act like that". " It's no shame when you got a body baby". " Wearing women's high heels on a night like tonight cool with me". He added turning around back facing the SUV's front windshield. The suv swerved taking an exit that led to the expressway. Outside Staci 's view looking out through the SUV's glass rear window consisted of strip malls, different types of landscape with suburban areas. Riding both detectives sat their attention looking up through the vechicle front glass windshield area. As the SUV begin slowing down it served taking an exit ramp that led to an narrow two lanes road. Next the SUV turned back towards the left passing by several truck stops, and one level motels illuminated by tall road lights mounted near vacant parking lots. Slowly the SUV turned into an abandoned parking lot where several one level buildings displayed for sale signs. Staci watched as both men remained quite as the SUV pulled behind one of the abandoned for sale business buildings. " So here is what's going to happen? You are gonna be real nice to the both of us." " I mean nice". " If you don't? We will put you in lockup in the county jail". " Believe me, you don't won't to spend ninety days in there". " Murders, killers, drug dealers, razor blade technicians, you name it? There in there ". The shorter Peter said as he used his hand opening the passenger right door open. His partner mark followed doing the same. As they both reentered in opposite sides via through the rear SUV' doors. " Now we both want head". " Good head with no teeth bitch". Peter said already raising his bottom of the seat using both hands to pull his long blue jeans down to his knees. Mark did the same while peter used his opposite hand to retrieve the cuff keys from his front hoodies pocket. In a second staci felt the release of the metal encircling her wrists. " Get to work bitch ". Yelled peter, using his left arm it's hand grabbing the back of Staci's wig shoving her face down into his crotch area. ," oooo yeah". Peter exclaimed his face it's eyes staring at Staci. Mark reached out holding Staci by her left arm guiding her hand into his cock. Staci reacted by gripping Mark's cock then begun squeezing it then jacking it to rigid stiffness. Quickly Staci lifted her head then planted her face unto marks crotch area. Mark's cock quickly grew, stood up higher forcing its way deep into staci's wet throat. " Dam nasty whore, fucking high heel wearing street walkerrrrrr". Mark's voice screaming yelling high pitched. Staci rapid jacked peter's thick cut cock, with its head bloating to a huge mushroom shape. Both men tilted their heads backward with both their mouths voicing pleasure. Expletives filthy& vulgar erupted from within their mental. Staci's own cock begin to grow underneath her mini dress. Detective Peter spotted it, then grabbed for it pulling on it. Staci's cock was longer than either of the sheriff detectives. Mark watched as he witnessed his partners hand jerking Staci's she cock. " Dam peter what the fuck man?" " Your touching cock now ,!". Replied mark his facial expression fixated but confused. " Oooo ooooo,ooooo". Peter voiced his reply. Staci's cock sat tall, it's head thick, with a thicker shaft than either detective. Staci's thighs ass cheeks clinched tightly together. At that time? Peter's cock head exploded. Streams of white cum Jett ed escaping through his cocks piss head slot. Staci's followed by shooting thick ropey strings of cum unto both of the detectives. Peter shot off with hollering shorten blasts of voice sounds like he was auditioning for American idol. All three sat quietly leaning back against the SUV's back passenger seat. ' aye let's get going get the fuck outta here peter". Yelled mark pulling up his long blue jeans. Peter followed suit doing the same. Both detectives exited the suvs rear passenger seat and quickly reentered the front passenger seat area. Quickly the SUV engine turned over as the driver mark gassed the accelerator pedal. Forward the SUV moved back toward the expressway traveling at a high rate of speed. Staci used wet wipes to clean up. As the SUV reappeared back unto 15 st boulevard. The suv stopped at an intersection where Staci quickly exited the suvs back passenger seat. Staci quickly strolled looking watching the SUV pull away then turn right at the next block of boulevard.