At the first touch it was like lightning through my body the build up of arousal had grown so strong in the past few minutes that barely touching myse...lf was almost enough to bring me to the edge. I quickly thrust two fingers into my pussy and began roughly fucking myself my pussy well lubricated from all the past stimulation and my current situation. The guard was the first to notice my actions, “hey get a load of this slut shes getting off on this.” He said as he directed his stinking stream. But don't hang out with her by yourself. I don't trust her."The sudden seriousness in her tone made me second-guess myself as I decided to maybe heed her advice just this once, "What about her makes you uneasy?" I don't know. I heard a rumor that she kind of likes guys younger than her, if you get what I mean. The kind of young that folks working for the FBI wouldn't react kindly towards if they caught wind of it."I raised an eyebrow at that, "Shouldn't I be safe then? I'm already eighteen.". She wiggled, and he found his cock nudging her entrance. He was just about to thrust in when some part of his brain nudged him, and he remembered whose cunnie he was just about to enter. Reluctantly, he pulled back and rolled off her.They both lay panting on the bed. Kim rolled over and tucked herself into his side. “Do you want me to relieve you?” she asked softly.Justin let out a guff and hugged her titties into his side. Yes, he did, but he wouldn’t. “I’ll be alright, Kimmy. I suggest you go. About 2AM one night, I was awakened by a call from a good friend, my first wife’s second ex-husband. He’s straight, and not especially kinky. After the divorce, though, he was lonely. He had gotten a job that he really enjoyed, as assistant manager of an independent office supply store. With the blessing of top management, he’d bring home merchandise, often to get a better understanding of how it could be used.One of the items that he brought home was a bottle of White-Out correction fluid for.