Non ti basta, non ti basta mai...ora non mi apri più, anzi... mi stringi.Mi tieni le natiche, unisci le mie cosce,aneli a un fodero più stretto e se...rrante.Ritmo, cadenza... guardo lo specchio:sei una trivella che entra e ritorna.La febbre mi assale di nuovosolo quando capisco il tuo gesto.Esci dall'ano, nonostante il tuo pene sia in tiro,inizia la masturbazione più bella...Con il palmo, mi tieni pressata la schiena,con l’altra mano ti meni, a velocità incostante,spasmodica.Ogni tanto, la punta. ..” she ordered, and then looking at me, gave out a huff, “make sure he gets relieved.” standing up and straightening her skirt.I started to take the band off right there but the warden stopped me. “Get dressed, you can do that later.” and rushed me into my clothes.I passed a nerd in a suit outside the door noting his thick glasses and briefcase. Given my past experience, I wouldn’t put it passed them to make up some visitor story just to torment me. Ok, it might have been my frustration. The word should have been “need”, and Bernie noticed that her eyes fluttered when she said it. Her hands moved involuntarily to her chest and she smoothed the orange fabric on top of her mighty bazookas. She wasn’t looking at him; in fact, she was pointedly not looking at him. Something told him this was significant.He had heard about her from a friend who used to work with her. The friend said she was obsessed with sex, but she didn’t look like it. She looked like she hadn’t had sex since her. She could have some of her own fun later on. As often as she wanted.Glenda felt a warm glow deep inside herself. Those two girls were really something. There seemed nothing they would not do to try to please her. At least, that had been her experience aboard the ‘Paradise’ brief as it had been so there didn’t seem any reason why things should change now.Dark-haired, dark-eyed Rosalie came into the room and, as she had been told to, curtsied. It was a brief, almost casual gesture of respect . ..