Reach right across and make sure that your knees are touching the top, there.” She indicated with her right hand.The prisoner did as she had been in...structed and stepped up to the black leather-covered punishment bench. She placed her knees on the lower part of the bench, shuffling around until her knees couldn’t go any further, like she had been instructed. She then lay face down on the raised part of the bench so that her bottom was raised.Correction Officer Wilson nodded and walked over to. She tasted her cunt and his cock on them, and her cunt almost lurched into orgasm. Johnny started to pull the towel from her body. " No," she said, her voice urgent but soft. "Please, don't." But, Mom, I gotta..." Please, Johnny," she said. "Not now: It's too soon."Johnny didn't know what his mother meant. She was holding his cock and touching it, and he couldn't understand why he couldn't at least see her body. She moved her hand to his balls, fondling them gently and tenderly. She held her. As always he tortures my balls mercilessly after I cum, but not long agohe stepped this torture up. While my cock still twitched from the orgasmthat had gripped it just seconds ago, he would kick my balls, beat themwith closed fists or even hammers or bats. As a result my balls havebecome increasingly misshapen and are now oddly flat and lumpy. This inturn means that I began getting trouble getting it up when he touched mycock and my ability to get hard has now disappeared altogether. My fear. It's very small, quite hairless and undoubtedly tight--you can almost feel it around you, squeezing your cock with the desperate expertise which comes only to the dying woman! You leave her tank top. She looks cute in it, firm proud breasts pressing insistently against tight, white cotton. And you know it'll look even more fabulous once it's wet. Thin, soaked, translucent cotton clinging to hard, round teenaged breasts...the idea is too beautiful to bear. You carry her half-naked body.