You don't want to get burned," he whispered teasinglyFiona moaned softly and pushed back with her cunt wanting every pulsating hard inch punched insid... her womb. She wanted it to feel as if her entire insides were bruised and beaten."You are such a dirty little fuck slut. Cooking for your pathetic excuse of a husband while you've got my throbbing meat pumping your hungry hole," he growled into her ear.She could hear Sean in the other room as Damian continued his savage thrusts inside her. Sean. I gasped when I looked up. “Oh my fucking god,” I choked out. “What?” Alexander asked. Right there not fifteen feet from me was Kennick, in a suit with a pea coat on top. He had just cut his hair and trimmed his beard. I felt myself become wet in an instant. I swallowed hard as I tried to remember how to walk again. Luckily he was distracted by one of the other professors in the English department and hadn't noticed me gawking at him from afar. “He certainly cleans up nicely,” Alexander. Gibson twisted her ankle tripping down the steps I didn’t have much of a choice. It was a little humorous watching her trying to hobble across the parking lot. Eventually she made it to the shack and took a seat. Of course I had to run to get her some ice. She’s not really a bad person to work with, but she is a little strange. For one thing she’s very young for a Lieutenant, twenty-six. She wears a long red wig, the reason I know it’s a wig was because I caught her one night when she was. "See, they sat around and rubbed their cocks all over that pretty little body of yours, until they worked themselves up, and nutted all over that smooth fair skin." And I guess you should get a cookie for not using me after you knocked me out?"I knew I shouldn't have said it, but I couldn't help it. His face turned red with anger, and his hand came across my cheek. I yelled out as my head spun, and everything went blank again for a minute. My eyes refocused, and I looked back up at him."You.