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Loretta stood up and said, “You’ve got yourself a house mouse.” “You can do even better than that,” the guard said slowly. “I’ve been told that if you give up your handler, they will send you home... really home... away from all of this.” “No,” she sighed, “he will save me, tits someday.” The guard laughed quietly as she followed him out into the hallway. The four guards lived together in a small hut inside the walls of the prison. There wasn’t much to clean, and the food was somewhat gristly steaks teen and potatoes, both of which the guards wanted fried in a big iron pan over a two burner gas stove. The biggest problem for Loretta, who was still naked, was trying to avoid the spattering grease. After supper one of the guards told her to put the plates with the scraps on the small counter next to the stove. “You can pick through things later,” he said. Then the largest guard said, “We have some other hungers to satisfy before you eat.” He then pointed to the table. It was obvious what the guards wanted and Loretta walked slowly over to the table girlfriend and lay across it. Once Loretta was face down over the table, big the large guard drove into her and began pumping furiously. Under other circumstances, Loretta might have possibly gotten some pleasure from a table fuck, but the guard was so fast and slammed so hard into her from amateur behind that pleasure was not really an option. And to top it all off, he lasted only a few moments. One of the other guards stood at the other side of the table. “I’ve often thought of doing a spit fuck,” he said, “but old slam, bam, thank you ma’am there never lasts long enough to make it worth while.” He placed his prick in front of Loretta’s mouth. “I last a lot longer,” he said with a sneer. “And you are the one who will be doing most of the work.” Loretta opened her mouth and let the prick slide in over her tongue. She began sucking and licking, trying to get her tongue back far enough so that she could massage the tip of his prick. Evidently her actions were right– or at least satisfactory– because the guard began grunting softly and pushing his prick slowly in and out of her mouth. The guard was telling the truth. He didn’t have a hair trigger. In fact, it seemed like forever to Loretta before he finally grunted loudly and spurted into her mouth. As he did, he drove his prick farther back into her throat. “I’ve never been a fan of facials myself,” he said as his prick started to soften. “I figure you prisoners need the protein.” There were two guards left. One leaned down close to her and said, “The table isn’t strong enough for three of us, so we’re going to have to do this on the floor.” He then pulled her down to the floor. His prick was sticking out through his pants. He pointed to it and said, “You are going to ride this while Harold rides you.” The other guard, evidently named Harold, leaned down and said, “They call me tent peg because I’m long and skinny... perfect for reaming out someone’s ass.” He made a strange gesture with his eyebrows and said, “I prefer fucking men, but this is a women’s prison so I have to adapt.” The guard lying on the floor positioned her over his prick and pulled her down over him. She was slightly slick from the first guard’s spunk, so compilation he slid in easily. Her legs were on the floor outside the guards. “This can be good... or bad,” the guard said. “It’s your choice. But if you don’t start moving and making things happen, Harold will take off his belt and turn your ass purple.” Loretta took a deep breath and started grinding her crotch against the guard. She sat down next to me cuddling and said “I'm sorry, you always look out for me, I was so tits wrong yelling at you and … you were right, no game Sunday”. With a clap of his hands several women appeared, and the guards melted into the background. “After fucking on my desk, I want you to slip under it topless and begin a long blowjob. He explained to me that he was short-handed and really didn’t have any help to have someone work in the dining room. Not to mention the parasites. big “Why?” Sister Julia asked. “You came a ton. I shuddered, enjoying the naughty embrace. Let’s do this.” he said. I went to check on her but she was already up. Nora’s pussy was clean shaven and her compilation juices were flowing freely. Once they are all in the town-car the driver closes the door and off they go, I see Fred sitting patiently in the driver’s seat. Now, grasping the chain at the end of Sandy's collar, he suddenly tugged it toward him, and the busty naked blonde went stumbling forward. She groaned as she bit the side of his neck, her finger nails gorging out a rift teen in his back. 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