"John, are you going to let us know what our labs grades are so far?" The hand and voice belong to Ashley, a petite blonde Nursing major. She's been g...rade obsessed the entire semester. It can get annoying at times, but you have to admit she's a dedicated student. That, and she's incredibly cute, which doesn't hurt. She has short blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She's short, just a bit over five feet tall, and petite, but has curves that you've been carefully admiring all semester. You'd guess. Her right boob was getting red due all the pressing. Now, I shifted to the other boob and started pressing the left boob and after all these I got more crazy and started biting her boobs. She was moaning all these while and her moaning was increasing with my every crazy press or suck or bite. I somehow managed to remove my hand from her boob and searched for the TV remote to increase the volume. Now, my brain started working on how to give her more pleasure.I got off from top of her and now I. I relax slightly as I feel the fingers slide out, letting out a howl in pain as she shoves them up my rear, completing the cavity search. I feel the fingers slide out and hear the snap of the glove being removed, then hear another command. "Turn around inmate, your new uniform is on the ground."I nod again, sniffling and fighting the urge to cry. I slowly turn around, lowering my head, my eyes widening as I see the prison uniform, a baggy, bright orange jumpsuit, the fabric threadbare and. V. with her clothes on. I asked if she wanted to play a game, a sex game. She asked what it was, so I told her I got a strap-on and I wanted her to pretend I was someone else. She acted like she doesn’t know how to pretend someone else is fucking her, I told her she does it every time with her 7 in. dildo. She tried to lie and said she thinks of me, then she paused and said, ok sometimes you. She agreed to it. I did not tell her the size of the dildo, more fun not knowing.I told her to get.