I was on patrol south of Key Largo with Major Lopez in our USCG ship when we came across a boat full of Haitians. I told him I’d investigate and he said “Sargeant Winslow are you sure you don’t need backup?”

“No need Major” I said.

As I boarded the boat I announced myself, “Hello gentlemen I am Sargeant Corvallus Bronson Winslow and I’m here to search for illegal contraband”.

I lined all the men up against the wall and as I patted them down I found large bulbous niggercocks hidden in each of their pants.

“Now I see these large niggercocks and I can only suppose that there’s illegal Haitian jizzlejuice inside these nuts” I said as I patted a Haitian’s sack gingerly.

“Now you can either hand over the contraband or you’re gonna make me take it”

The men were silent.

“Alright you’re gonna make me do this the hard way” I said, as I took one of the prodigious black c**** into my mouth greedily.

“Ok ok we’ll hand it over” what appeared to be the lead big cocked n***** said.

Within a few minutes the Haitian’s were tearing my clothes off fighting for a hand, a mouth or a spot in my bodacious backsnatch (I can fit two c****). The boat was rocking violently and I was in heaven surrounded by strong hung n****** who were likely all HIV positive.

About an hour later I got into the boat with Major Lopez and he asked “clean?”

“Absolutely clean, and trust me I checked everywhere!” Just then a fart escaped my weary a*** with the Jizzle of 3-4 Haitian n****** following it.