‘Do it. Do it, Danny.’ ‘Do what, Mae? Tell me what to do.’ ‘Cccome in me. Come in me, Danny.’ ‘And you?’ ‘Make me come. You…are…...making…me COME!!’ She made a little groan and threw her head back as she squeezed her cunt on my pumping shaft. I hollered as my cock started shooting come into the condom inside her. I thrust myself fully into her and held it there, pulsing in the woman who would one day be my wife. She spread her legs to accept me. Her arms came around me as I kissed her neck. We lay. The forty-year-old tourist was then taken through a heavy blue door, led up a flight of stairs, had the handcuffs removed and placed in a cell, the door slammed loudly behind her. The last sounds Michelle Bodnarchuk heard was the sound of keys turning in the lock and then the footsteps of the woman walking away down the corridor. She began crying once more.Michelle sat on the padded bed and stared at the door with the peephole in it. She still had her watch on and checked the time – 1.00pm. It. I’ve definitely noticed her best friend Krista has got a set on her in the last 6 months or so. They certainly grew! Em is curvy but never got a rack. Our mom is the same way.About a year ago I was grounded for talking back to my mom. Our Dad is in the Air Force and has some strict rules about how we conduct ourselves. Anyway I was f****d to stay home on a weekend and do the laundry, clean the house, mow the lawn…. All the crap I hate but was f****d to do as punishment. That afternoon I was. I immediately averted my eyes from the sight and walked to the kitchen. I made their coffee, while their giggles and whispers tortured my ears, then, as I knew It was expected, I took it to them, setting it at the coffee table. I almost made my way back to the stairs, determined to spend some alone time in my room, when I heard Morgan say. “Hey where you going wify.”I froze, then turned, to see her looking into Mark’s eyes not paying me her attention. “Upstairs,” I whispered.“Come take these.