"It's okay. Now I'm here with you Queenie. Do you do anal, beautiful?" "I suppose so, but it depends on my mood." "What's your mood now?" the man as...ked. "Romantic. The full moon really gets a girl in the mood." "So, let me do you here," he said rather forcefully. "No way. I'm not doing anything out here," Sandy said leaving no room for compromise. "Okay, let's have a drink in my cabin." "Alright but just a drink." He grabbed her nipple chain and led Sandy to a cabin a few doors down from. The panties were pushed down to the floor. He sucked in a breath and lowered himself to his knees. His other hand skimmed through my pussy, catching on my entrance. He studied me so intently I blushed. His eyes flicked up to me as his tongue slipped from his mouth and lapped at my clit.Instantly I clutched his head and attempted to bring him closer to me. He pushed his fingers into me while he sucked my clit and made me impossibly wetter."Should I do this until you come?" he whispered against. Thom was wearing a beautiful grey suit but had on a maroon turtleneck sweater. His physique was great, but you couldn't see it through that silly thing. In any event, I wanted to get him out of it as soon as possible. It took a few more drinks than usual, but he loosened up. Something was on his mind but he wouldn't tell me what it was. Back at my place we sat on the couch and talked but there was a barrier. I couldn't get it out of him and I was beginning to get frustrated, so I cut to the. What had given me cause for concern, though, was the morning communalshower. A large, open space in which everyone stripped out of their dirtyprison uniforms and quickly cleaned up together. There would be no wayfor me to hide my freshly shaved genitals and the baby pink cage. I wasalready worried enough about Jackson Lyons and his gang setting theirsights on me without making myself more of a target, so I decided tododge out of the morning shower and stall for more time to work out a wayaround.