I was hesitant to try anything. I reached for his hard cock. He didn’t stop me this time. I stroked it a few times and then brought my mouth down to...taste him. I licked the length and the tip. Slowly my mouth took him inside. I barely had half of him in when I started to gag. I went to move my hand down to pleasure myself. He stopped me. He wasn’t going to let that happen. He grabbed both my hands and held them in one of his. He placed his other hand on the back of my head to hold me down on. ’ ‘Really? Why aren’t you flying for American or Delta or some such shit?’ ‘I did. For a couple of years. Layoffs got me, in 2008.’ ‘Oh, yeah. Shitty times all over.’ ‘Yessir.’ ‘Duke. Call me Duke.’ ‘Sorry sir, ain’t in my DNA.’ ‘Alright. So. Did you know her?’ ‘Sir?’ ‘Breedlove. Did you know her.’ ‘Yessir. Academy.’ Ouch, Dickinson said to himself. Academy classmates were always close. ‘You okay about that?’ ‘I will be, sir. In a few days, I guess.’ ‘Okay, understood, but don’t keep it bottled. "Stop him! He's raping my daughter!" Fuck, yeah!" groaned the disgusting animal attacking my baby girl. He buried in her and it was clear he was orgasming, and my daughter just kept crying out in pain. "Sweet Jesus, yes! That is some grade A pussy your daughter has!" The brute turned to me and grinned, so proud that he had violated my baby girl.The cell door opened and Grant rushed in. The inmate immediately released my daughter, backing away, his hands up, an insolent smirk painted across his. We were doing more outrageous things in the office I was masturbating him at his desk while he was stroking my panties into my soaking wet pussy, it was just so horny. Ron was being particularly naughty with me in the office my panties were pulled to one side and he was stroking me so gently it was driving me mad, when we were interrupted by a phone call to say I was frustrated and left hanging was an understatement. I left work in a filthy temper determined that someone was going to suffer for.