Damn straight

Jack stepped out of it quickly and slapped a hand over Alicia's mouth, growling softly in her ear. "I think the Judge's little whore wife needs a good hard fucking. That candle wasn't anywhere near enough for your slut cunt, was it, bitch?"

Alicia's eyes were wide and she was trembling. The aftereffects of her orgasm still held her tightly and she DID want to get fucked nice and hard, but she wasn't sure that she wanted it like THIS!

Jack purred softly as he snapped out his jack-knife. "Hold still, little fuck toy. Jackie's gonna make sure that you scream for him instead of your toys." He slowly slid the cold metal under the hem of her shirt and began cutting upwards. She trembled and moaned softly in fright, but she couldn't deny that she was still aroused and getting hornier by the second. She gasped around Jack's hand as the chill knife stroked across her succulent breasts and looked down at her bare chest as the top fell open, cut neatly down the middle.