With your wallet in the jacket you left behind, the police couldn’t ID you as a resident of your own house, and locked you up for the night. They wo...uld have called your parents, but the power blacked out and any chances of getting a signal went out with it. The next morning, your parents had to pick you up and fix the damage you had done to the window. You would have paid for the damage, but when you left your jacket behind with Barnaby and your ex, they decided to help themselves to your. . god.. mmmmmm ~Phoenix~ aka Wendy B giggling I climb behind you and push you down a little into sara so I can lift your bottom up enough that I can spread your cheeks and burying my face and tongue between them groans as i yank the knob from saras bum and push my tongue right in to her sensative hole ~sara~ crying out chewing on my lip.. watching my legs tensing up ~Phoenix~ aka Wendy B growling I lick and suck on your tight hole nibbling around the edges as I swallow up the yummy pudding . If you knew some of the things that pass through my brain, you’d think I was totally loopy.’ I felt a weight lift from my chest as I realised that my secret was no longer mine to bear in silence. In fact, now that I saw that the world was standing up fine to the awful truth, it began to seem a good deal less substantial itself. ‘Like the way I keep thinking about your friend Roger’s dick,’ she explained, sitting up in bed. ‘I beg your pardon?’ I asked, wondering if my ears where functioning. For a time I taught in evening classes at the prison to supplement my income. I was in my late 40's and have a larger body type. I have four men in my class and one guard sat 10 feet down the hall. No door on the room just in case. After the third class I was gathering papers from the guys at my desk all four were around me. I had fantasized about being in prison and being made a bitch. That thought flashed through my mind as I glanced at the nearest prisoner's crotch. That night I.