My skirt has fallen down where it should be and is just barely covering my ass. The officer runs his hands down my sides and back then moves down to ...my hips and legs. This feels so good to me I start to purr. His hands run down my legs and then up on the inside. His fingers run over my pussy feeling how wet I am and then suddenly pushes two in hard and I gasp, “oh” “Are you hiding anything?” he asks leaning toward my ear. I laugh softly and say “There is only one way to find out.” He takes. I wet a rag, wiped off my legs and stomach, and then zipped up the pants, returning to my seat. When I sat down, I asked Bonnie if she was ok. All she could manage was a nod. We sat and watched the rest of the parade, then finally got up and moved the chairs and cooler to the parking lot, where one of the boys had started the grill and put on some burgers and hot dogs.Because the lot was blocked off, it would be a couple of hours before the barriers were removed and the street opened for cars. I paced up and down with excitement. I undid the clamps that held the glory hole partition in place and left a towel on the chair in the hall, put the lock on the latch and retreated to my side. He hurried in red faced, positioned his bike, locked the door and began to undress. I watched the sweat dripping from his nose and running down his exposed shaved calves. He was out of breath and chaotic. I wanted to lick him all over. “Christ mate, I really do need a wash now! I’m dripping!” He. I started to sniff the air and crawl around.“Good dog, now bark like a dog, speak, speak” Stan said, staring at me.“Woof woof” I barked “woof woof”“Now sit up and beg girl” Stan said grinning at me and tugging on my leash “Hey look, I have my own stuffed animal.”I got on my knees. Stan turned his back to me. His legs and ass were covered in dark, coarse hair. Both were large from the heavy squats he did.“Chrissy girl , I want you to spread my cheeks and give my ass a good bath. But first, be a.