Bad Girls #1: Lockdown - Part 2

She pressed her against the cold wall. Her mouth found the guard's throat first, then lower. Teeth scraped over skin, her tongue chased the salt, her fingers worked fast between the guard's thighs. The uniform bunched at the waist. The guard breathed hard against her ear. Wet heat coated her knuckles. She pushed in deep, knuckles stretching her open, thumb circling the swollen spot that made the guard's knees buckle. The guard's hips jerked forward, taking every thrust, chasing more, cunt clenching around her hand like she wanted to keep her there forever.