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her fingers playing with my badge.
    “Up.” I lift her higher, onto the arms of the seat, so her pussy is cock level.
    “Yes.” She breathes the affirmative, grinding against my groin. She isn’t wearing panties under her skirt, as I didn’t retrieve any underwear from her penthouse condo, not wishing any extra layers between us. Like I said before, I’m not a fucking idiot.
    “Yes,” I agree, communicating with her in the shorthand manner of speaking only we understand. No more words are necessary. I read her needs in her face, and I don’t hide mine from her.
    She releases my belt and unzips my pants, as eager as I am to fuck. My pants fall to the floor, the cool air hitting my skin, and I shudder with desire. She smiles, her expression knowing, strong and confident, and she strokes my cock with sure hands, spreading the precum over my tip, grazing my shaft with her short, blunt nails.
    “Fuck.” She’s so wild. I squeeze her splendid tits, and she arches, offering up her neck for me to feast upon. I pinch her silk-covered nipples, and she gasps.
    “Yes, fuck me.” She hikes her skirt up, revealing her reddish-brown private curls, and she spreads her pink pussy lips in a clear invitation. “Fill me,” she commands, taking control of our loving.
    I won’t let her. “I’ll fill you.” I pick up the judge’s gavel, gripping it by its head.
    “No, we can’t,” she protests, her eyes wide, her entire body vibrating with excitement.
    “We will.” I grin, dragging the smooth, carved handle along her pussy, wetting the wood. “Every time you touch your gavel, every time you call for order in your court, you’ll think of tonight, and you’ll think of me.” Judge Sadie and lover Sadie are about to become one, merged, whole, complete. I push the handle into her, and she moans, biting her bottom lip.
    “My sexy judge.” I pump her pussy, fucking her with her own gavel, the symbol of power and authority. She clutches my arms for support, but she doesn’t try to stop me, her legs spread wide, her body leaning back, offering up her wet hole to my loving abuse.
    “If those uptight lawyers could see you now, Sadie.” I angle my thrusts to rub against her clit, and she pants, inhaling and exhaling frantic gusts of air, her breasts heaving.
    “Their cocks would be so hard.” As mine is. I brush against her bare leg, allowing her to feel my desire, and she quivers. She’s close to coming, and I will soon send her over the edge.
    “They’d all want to fuck your hot, tight cunt.” I deliberately use the dirty words as I slam the gavel handle into her. Her juices gush over the head, her tremors build, and I thrust once more, swiping my thumb over her clit, while I kiss her, filling her mouth with my tongue, stifling her screams.
    Her ass flies right off the chair, and I catch her, preventing my enthusiastic beagle from falling. Damn, she’s something, really, really something. “Sadie.” She looks up at me with bleary eyes. “I need to be inside you.” I extract the gavel, setting it beside her notes.
    “Yes.” Her voice is all woman, the judge just retired for the night. She guides me into her, her pussy pulsing around my cockhead, her channel slick with her juices. I can’t go slow, my hips driving forward under their own volition, ramming my cock home. God . I clench my ass cheeks to keep from coming. There is no place in the world better than Sadie’s pussy.
    I lunge into her, moving not only my hips but my entire body, in the quest to be deeper inside her. It isn’t good enough so I pull back for another attempt. I lunge and I pull back, my rhythm wild and out of control. Sadie clutches me, holding on for dear life, her eyes wide, her breathing ragged.
    I kiss her parted lips in a series of fervent love bites, matching my crazy fucking. She yips, I think she’s saying “yes, yes, yes” in beagle-speak, at least I hope she is because if she’s saying “no,” I’m in deep shit, as I