.oh my, oh what...'OW!', I thought, while I tried not to say it out loud. I think she got the point. Teeth... damn. The twinge of pain disappeared as ...her tongue swiveled around the spot she'd accidentally grazed.I'm going to explode. I know it. She's so warm and soft. My legs couldn't hold me against the rack- which was digging into my back- anymore. By body betrayed me an pushed my hips forward. I couldn't help it- it was like this primitive thing that I had no control over. I could feel a. "Yes, I can see that you have a pair of shoes, but are the feet inside really handed? I'd need a picture of them 'au naturel' to be convinced."And there I thought it would end. But no, a couple of day's later:"Attached is proof." The attachment showed a rather pretty pair of female feet, but taken by someone else. They were slightly turned in towards each other, the right in front of the left."Very nice, and the ankles are particularly splendid. What are the knees like?" I don't think I should. ..”” I cooed, “What you got?”She pressed the button on the microphone and said, “Officer Fitz off duty for lunch.” and took off her hat.She was unbuttoning her shirt before the guard on the other end acknowledged her transmission. I saw a pink lacy bra contrast against chocolate skin as it covered her round breasts. She stepped into the cell and said, “I’ve been known to relieve some tension.”“Oh.”” I feigned surprise, “Well thank you!” I exclaimed, stepping back to give her room.She stripped. The hood just stretched over the head. She paused, and thought, is this really a good idea? Her reluctance was reduced by the fact that this entire episode was quite a turn-on for her. That a young man, who had apparently been to her house, who’s dick she had sucked, wanted some more of the same. That was quite a compliment, she thought. Oh well, I can play along. She slipped the stretchy material over her head. In front of the eyes and ears the material stretched just enough that she could.