Having to listen to Bodean yelling in terror when he wasn't sleeping, and listening to an endless round of weary hobo tales, on the 3rd day I suddenly... remembered I'd had a pack of Camels the deputies had appropriated, so I said to one of them as he passed our cell, "Could you ask the cat who took my smokes if I can have them back?" I knew I'd blown it when Orlando, the 3 old hobos in our cell & even Bodean across the way all groaned.Nothing happened right away, so I forgot about it, until an. “Uh, oh.”He removed the pants and dug around in the closet for his nicest pair of school pants. He put it on. It was very tight and the pants were short. He sucked in his stomach and fastened the button. With a bit of effort he pulled up the zipper.He went back to the chest of drawers and took out a pair of socks. He sat down on the bed to put on the socks. There was a loud ripping sound. He reached under his butt and felt around. The pants had split right down the back seam -- from crotch to. It's still quite early—who would be calling Aunt Helene now? It wasn't for her; when she answered she called me to the phone. It was Bob Charlesworth."Kevin, we've made some quick arrangements for your protection this morning. We learned that the Program enforcement people are indeed visiting your school sometime this morning. If you feel that they are a threat in any way to you or Denise, here's what you need to do."He gave me a phone number to save in my mobile and told me that if the. "Stroke it for me." She breathed, making it sound like it was the most important thing in the world. Who was I to disagree? I kept it up, stroking my cock, the head swelling an almost angry red, eager to cum yet trying to make this feeling last forever, being on the edge of the most intense pleasure I’d ever imagined, all the while watching her do the same.Her fingers dripped, her tang filled my nostrils as her pace accelerated, her cunt making a squishy sucking nose each time she withdrew.