As I reached out to stroke it and moved myself closer to suck it something even more strange happened. Without me touching it his massive black cock ...started lifting up. It wasn't hard yet! And the slut in me rose to the challenge. I worshipped that meat with my hands my mouth, and I had it between my boobs too. I rubbed my face over it as we moved to the bed, taking his clothes off as we went. My mouth drooled and my slutty cunt started leaking again. I really didn't think I could take. It was still beautiful but the magic just wasn't thereany longer. It was just a beautiful dress.Beth stripped off her clothes down to her panties and raised the dressover her head. She struggled to pull it down over her body and thematerial stretched to its limits as she tugged it over her hips and letit fall over her legs. "See? Nothing. It's gone. All used up. It's justa dress now and it doesn't fit me."Vic looked totally despondent as he sat on the bed and looked at Bethstanding by her. ..my hymen was stretchy and had a little hole in it anyway where the cum would flow in and out.... i decided i woudl like it for his head to nestle right into that little spot in my hymen where i would put the hair brush handle.... 22:29barney would sort of just grip my hips and push once he felt his cock slide home...he never jack hammered or stroked....he just held tight and pressed...with maybe just a gentle humping 22:30almost a vibrating kind of humping 22:30and the whole time he was. With officer Goodman on shower patrol that evening of my third group shower since arriving, I decided the time was ripe for me to come out of the closet and to act on my urges toward cock and not surpress them any longer. Paul helped me in part that night by giving me a pair of black fisnet thigh high nylon stockings that must have had at least a dozen long runs in them. So as we reached the strip area in front of the laundry bins, I shed my prison regulars but remained in both of those sexy.