The faces of the wandering man and the lost woman lingered in his mind, ghosts in his memory and phantoms somewhere out there in the scouring wastelan.... Knowing he could not help them was a weight he had to carry. Yet neither of those was the true burden he brought back with him.In war, Logan had killed. For duty, for his country, to protect those he had served with, or sworn to protect. Yet he had never hated the enemy or felt any pleasure to see them fall. Until today.Today’s work of violent. There was whipped cream, and chocolate and strawberry sauces on all sides. Our guests were thrilled, and there was a great deal of laughter, and feeding from fingers. Not everyone was eating from their own fingers, either. I managed to catch Jessica’s attention for a brief moment, while I was finding more wine. ‘Is that tonight’s theme? A food fight?’ ‘Food and fucking,’ Jessica purred. She kissed my cheek. ‘Actually, that isn’t really what tonight is all about, it just got added at the last. " I mumble to myself. Mr Miller was standing outside the office door. "I'll walk you to his class if you don't mind." All I could do was look at him like some brainless teenager and hope my mouth wasn't hanging open. I just shook my head yes and took off as fast as my short legs would let me. Mind you I'm 5'4, size 20, curvy in all the right places. Just wished those places were smaller. Only thing I can say I was blessed with was a cute face and a small waist. I have more junk in. I held both boobs on each hand and squeezed the brown tits, they harden to my touch, and she lets out a sigh.We walked towards the bed and I sat on the edge, my face close to her boobs, I started kissing one tit as my hand touched her pussy, I could feel from her panty that she was very wet, “my pussy has been wet from the time I saw you at the airport, baby” she says as we looked in each other’s eyes. I slid a finger inside, “oooooh” she exclaims, as I finger fuck her wet cunt. “ooh please,.