” Genuine fear was something of a new experience for Karen but she recognised ‘bat-shit crazy’ from police brutality videos on the internet –...ones which ended in the use of Tasers, truncheons or bullets. For once a bit of police brutality seemed entirely reasonable and she listened hopefully for sirens as she wrapped her fingers around Carson’s cock. “Not my cock,” he snapped. “I want you to touch the weapon.” Now that tone had Bond-villain written all over it, and Karen found the irrational. Salvatore turned on the shower, and stepped inside. He lathered up, recalling that day in the shower, when two young Hispanics beat the resident diddler -what they all called child molesters- nearly to death. His existence on the inside wasn’t so bad for prison. He either kept company with the minority of Irish or Italian inmates, or kept to himself for the rest of the time. He remembered his novicent inmate status and his fear of some brutal inmate’s attempt at raping himn only to learn that. His mouth was firmly planted on her breast and he briefly looked up at her before his hand released her breast and traveled down her stomach. His thick fingers barely caressed her fingers and clit before he moved down to the real object of his desire. He pressed his finger at the entrance of her soaking wet pussy - the sweet, honey filled pussy that he has claimed over and over again. His finger pushed in a little deeper, carefully and slowly, paying special attention to her reaction. The. Hell, the secret stowed in his inside breast pocket alone would derail his career and fuck up his life. He knows he’s committed.Lily laughs at his compliment, a whole other kind of hot now. ‘Sorry, I…’‘Don’t be.’ Jed smiles at her outburst but adopts a reassuring tone. ‘It’s beats keeping it all in. I get it – you’re lively, you’re attractive, you want to cut loose and enjoy yourself like a grown-up, while your parents still treat you like a child. Right?’‘Mmhmm, right,’ Lily says, once she’s.