=========================One morning she reluctantly got in the shower, wondering who was going to interrupt her this time. It was her Dad. It was unb...elievable. No privacy at all.Dad started as he always did by washing her hair, but this time he reached around and soaped up her tits.Rachel screamed for him to get out but he just smiled. He was behind her and he had her trapped. Dad washed her tits and then his hands started to go lower. Rachel could not believe this was happening. Oh grief, he. Priya was hard on her act she handled my cock rough squeezing, biting, twisting and bending, she stroked my long and hard cock up and down using both her hands as she sucked the head with vigor, she moaned, she swayed her head left and right with my cock buried deep in her mouth and requested me to be hard on her firm breasts. My legs trembled as I bent forward to caress and cuddle her heavenly boobs; my knees ached with pleasure as I felt her soft and fluffy lips move back and fro the whole. Detention Center was the polite term, but everyone calledit the city jail. Most mornings she would see the deputies bring out prisonersbeing transported on the Courthouse bus, or infrequently to the small vanswhich took the less fortunate ones off to the State Prison. Shielded by thecubicle walls from her fellow employees she would watch in fascination as thefemale prisoners were brought out, usually handcuffed in pairs for the minoroffenders, but a few times she would see heavily restrained. I do the usual ,tell her she is pretty ,she says I'm handsome and I tell her I want to have fun 1st b4 the massage.I pull her towards me and kiss her neck and reach around and feel her ass.I pull down the top to her dress to reveal her nice size C/D tits overflowing in her brown and pink lace bra.She takes off her dress and I tell her to keep the heels on (I love fucking women in heels,doesn't everyone?) so now she has her matching thong and bra set and her heels on..Again I pull her towards me.