”It took four hours for them to complete the transfer to the larger jail and as soon as I arrived, I was processed in by a couple of Correctional Of...ficers who did their job professionally and thoroughly. I was glad I wasn’t carrying anything.The bigger C.O. stared at my arm. “Somalia. Nigeria. Uganda. Kenya ... shit.”“What’s wrong?” The brown haired C.O. looked from me to him.“His tattoo. ‘De Oppresso Liber.’ With deployment bars under it.” He eyed me warily. “5th Group?”“Yeah. Medic. Thirteen. He smiled and than leaned back on his hands, "Your turn." I blinked than stared at him, "But I've never..." He smiled and said, "I'll help." I hesitated than cautiously bent down in front of his huge cock. I opened my mouth and he stopped me. "Try with your tongue first before going to sucking." I nodded, stuck out my tongue and than ran it up his shaft, hesitantly. I felt him shudder as I ran over his sensitive spot and he smiled. I darted my tongue out, pressing against his sensitive spot,. Breathe… she needed to breathe! Angela gulped a mouthful of air into her lungs, her whole body wound up tight with one single awesome impulse. She tried to relax, to ease the tension, but she was still centered on the eruption happening in Gwen’s mouth. To have lost control to such an extent both terrified and delighted her as a phrase entered her otherwise empty mind, ‘A leaf driven by the wind.’ Angela was determined to enjoy this particular hurricane as much as she could before the storm. Again. I noticed her dress sliding further up her thighs, I wondered if she did.He slowly slid her left shoe off and held her foot. He sniffed her shoe while holding her foot with his right hand. He set the shoe down on the dashboard just above the steering wheel. He then lifted her left foot higher to get a good look at her sole. He asked my wife if he could get another sniff and she quietly nodded her head yes. As he stuck his nose under her toes, her dress slid up more. My wife started to.