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Her legs were shaking.
I smiled as I thought of proving my point. A sharp knock on the door startled us both. As we looked toward each other the sound came again. Four sharp knocks. I leaned toward the door and peered through the keyhole. A police officer stood on the other side of the door. I turned and looked at Karter, confused.
“It’s a police officer,” I whispered.
She scrunched her brow, “A cop?”
I nodded.
“Yuck. I hate cops. See what he wants,” she whispered.
The officer knocked four times again.
I reached down and picked up my jeans from the floor. After pulling them on and buckling my belt, I turned toward Karter. Still standing naked in the doorway, she grinned. I pushed her to the hinge side of the door, and turned the deadbolt. As I opened the door slowly, Karter stepped between the open door and the wall, hidden from view.
The police officer looked down at my bare feet and slowly up my body, stopping his gaze even with my shoulders.
“Is everything alright?” he asked.
I nodded my head once, “Yes sir.”
“We had a report of violence,” he said sternly.
“A mistaken report,” I said.
He leaned to the side and looked scanned the length of the hallway with his eyes. His eyes stopped where I suspected Karter laid the knife on the counter. After a short stare, he glanced at the unidentifiable pile of shredded cotton on the floor. His eyes shifted back upward and focused on mine.
“Anyone else in the house?” he asked.
I nodded my head.
Karter peered around the edge of the door, revealing her face and shoulders. I looked at the naked portion of her which was hidden by the wooden door separating her and the officer.
“Good morning, officer,” she whispered.
“Ma’am, are you hurt? Are you in pain?” the officer asked.
“Not anymore,” she chuckled.
“Anymore, ma’am?” the officer shifted his gaze back and forth from Karter to me repeatedly.
Karter, still hiding behind the door with only her head and shoulders exposed to the officer, turned her head upward and smiled at me. I looked down at the officer. The officer looked at Karter.
“He was fucking the shit out of me earlier, officer. And I told him he had a midget cock. You see officer, he was wearing boxers while he was trying to fuck me, and they were preventing full penetration. So, I got my Benchmade and cut those fuckers off. I did it for two reasons. I hated being short stroked and I don’t like him wearing underwear as a general rule. He decided to teach me a lesson and fuck me even harder. We ended up against the door and maybe got carried away. All of the commotion was my face slapping the door and me screaming ‘no’,” she said without even smiling.
The officer tilted his head to the side, “No, ma’am? You were screaming no?”
“That is correct. In response to his question of whether or not he had a short cock, I responded no repeatedly. And my face hit the door because he was shoving me completely full of cock. He’s hung like a horse, officer,” she smiled as she held her index fingers a foot apart in front of the officer’s face.
The officer coughed and smiled, “I see.”
“So everything here is in order?” the officer asked.
I looked down between the door and the wall where Karter’s body remained hidden and admired the curve of her back and her round little ass.
“Very much so,” Karter nodded.
The officer nodded his head sharply, “Very well. Have a nice day.”
