She was wearing a simple half t-shirt without a bra that day. Her nipples were visible. Her jeans short was not even up to her thighs. Just by looking... at Sreenidhi like that, I was having a hard-on.Sreenidhi was sad so she hugged me tightly and I could feel her nipples piercing my chest. My dick was already rock-hard and I hoped she wouldn’t notice. We talked for a while and she asked me to stay for that night. It was awkward but I agreed in the end.I was having glimpses of her cleavage and ass. "After your shameful behaviour to your own mother I am very willing to see you put away. Prison might do you a lot of good or it might make you worse. On my visits to various prisons one thing very noticeable is an excessive politeness to others - unless you are top dog. Top dogs are the roughest, toughest and meanest inmates and all others defer to them. If they don't they are often severely beaten, sometimes permanently damaged. Even killed. With your temper that could easily happen. Out of. "Oh my God," she exclaimed, "It's huge, I can't."John smiled "It's half the size of me."She wanted a real dick in her, John's dick, and with that, she started to rock again slowly, every time she pushed her ass down on the fake cock going a fraction deeper than the last push. Her breathing grew more intense, panting now, every trust in she let out a soft groan, her body now shimmered with sweat as she approached climax.John took his lubed fingers and rubbed her clit vigorously, Tori's body. Jane asked me to turn the water down to a trickle. Julie soaped her hands up and started in on my upper thighs then my buttocks, then working her hands in between. Before I had a chance to get hard, Janey soaped her one hand up rubbing my tummy and right side, while she held my still mostly limp dick, aimed it at her chest and asked me to let go. She wouldn’t ‘tell’ me anything anymore. She confessed that for now, she envisioned herself my slave, my vassal, or just my thrall. I could probably.