Love & Contraband

A Fool For Love

When Denisha arrived at work the next day, her heart sank as she learned the truth about Sergeant Burrows. He had canceled with her last night to go out with Paris Smith, a co-worker known for her promiscuous behavior. The rumors around the jail were true - Sergeant Burrows had been buying Paris expensive gifts and even paying her rent.

Denisha felt a mix of anger and hurt. She had believed that Sergeant Burrows cared about her, but it was clear now that she had been nothing more than a fool. She was done with him, and nothing he could do or say would make her talk to him again.

As she processed the betrayal, Denisha felt a sense of liberation. She was free from the toxic relationship that had consumed her for so long. She vowed to focus on herself, to heal from the hurt, and to move on with her life.

With a newfound sense of determination, Denisha set out to reclaim her independence. She knew that she deserved better than Sergeant Burrows, and she was ready to find someone who would treat her with the respect and love she deserved.

Denisha's anger simmered as she thought about how Sergeant Burrows had deceived her. She couldn't believe she had fallen for his lies and manipulation. The realization stung, but it also fueled her resolve to cut him out of her life for good.

She decided to confront him, to let him know that she was done with his games. Denisha marched to his office, her jaw set, and her fists clenched. When she arrived, she found him sitting at his desk, a smug smile on his face.

"What's wrong, Denisha?" he asked, his tone mocking. "Did you miss me last night?"

Denisha's anger boiled over. "You didn't come by last night just to go out with that cheap - bald headed- dirty thong wearing hoe, Paris?" she seethed. "And here I thought you actually cared about me." Denisha said while a huge lump was forming in her throat about to bring her to tears.

Sergeant Burrows tried to defend himself, but Denisha wasn't having it. She laid it on him, telling him exactly what she thought of him and his actions. She didn't hold back, letting out all the hurt and frustration she had been feeling.

Finally, she stood up, her voice cold and firm. "I'm done, Burrows. I don't ever want to talk to you again."

With that, Denisha turned on her heel to walk away, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. She knew that she deserved better than Sergeant Burrows, and she was determined to find someone who would truly love and respect her. But when she got to the door, Sergeant Burrows had slid in front of her to block the exit. "Please, Denisha. I didn't do anything wrong. She came onto me. " He said in a begging tone. Denisha got weak when he begged. Before she knew it Sergeant Burrows locked his office door and looked into her eyes, gently grabbed her by the hand, led her to his desk, laid her down, unbuckled her pants, yanked them down, then buried his face between her legs and began to massage her pussy with his tongue along the lace of her Savage Fenty underwear then gently ran his lips across her bulging clitoris , he wanted to smell and taste her. Denisha was becoming wet and wild, just in time for him to slide her panties off. Sergeant Burrows spinned Denisha around on his desk and took a seat in his office chair to feast on her pussy slowly as she palmed the top of his head with a firm grip to navigate his head to her liking as he swirled his wide tongue all around her pussy then pausing to suck on her clitoris with pressure causing her to bask in pure pleasure. He kept this up for about 30 minutes. Denisha was dripping wet, and on the verge of orgasm, her eyes began to roll as if she was having a seizure. I'm about to cum, "Aaahhhhhhhhhhh," moaned Denisha. She was cumming and trying to push Sergeant Burrows's head away as he clenched onto her pussy like a snapping turtle.