Knowing that her husband was just down the hall in the gym kept me from letting my thoughts go too far down that college girl vision, but I could only...control myself so much. About one month after starting the volunteer work it started to get fun. One afternoon she was putting books away in the class library while talking to me across the class room where I was simply entering grades at her desk. She squatted down, in order to reach the lowest bookshelf, staying on her toes and slowly lowered. Devon’s eyes grew wide with shock. The ornate silver knife was buried to the hilt and starting to hiss and singe the surrounding flesh. He backed away and the blade pulled free with a nauseating grinding against bone. Jamus’ eyes were illuminated red with hatred and lethal rage. ‘Fucking dead, Devon! You greedy, traitorous bastard!’ he spat inhumanly. A shot rang out and both their heads snapped in the direction of the shouting officers. Jamus kicked high into Devon’s jawbone and spun into a. ‘Sit back down on the edge baby.’ She instructed once again. She got up and found her legs wobbly as she walked to him. She parted his legs, turned around and guided his slick cock into her swollen pussy lips as she sat down on his cock with her back facing him. He lay back while she adjusted her position to get maximum penetration. She started grinding her hips back and forth, feeling his head rubbing her cervix. This cervical massage sent her into another orgasm, squirting her cum down onto. .. if she'd gotten the chance... and in order to have obtained that she would've had to put Madeleine out of commission... He'd ran through the house and taken the stairs three at a time, only to come up short in the open doorway of the bedroom where he'd ordered the girls to stay. Christ! They were there all right, dog and all, so godamned involved in a three-way orgy that they hadn't even heard him come pounding up the stairs. Even Launcelot's normal protective instincts had evidently been so.