She cried for help and heard feminine voices nearby, identifying themselves by their names. Some spoke languages that she didn’t understand, but wit...in a short time discovered that everyone shared similar stories. Everyone had been a boarder of the pension where the prison henchman ran the dungeon at night and performed maintenance at the pension during the day.Among the prisoners were university students and ambitious young women from small villages, pursuing promising futures. Most of them. Even after a few minutes in her warm and wet mouth, his manhood is still limp – as if its dead!!! While his sperm count is low, thankfully for her, he never had issues with erection. She realizes it’s due to all that happened during the day and turns away from him…upset and irritated.He puts his arm around her slender and smooth waist and turns her towards him. He says ” baby! You know how important is a kid to you, to me and to us. You also know that it’s the only way to prevent my parents. Then she looked at me, "Just one more time? For the kids." For educational purposes only Cindy."Cindy smiled at me, then turned to her nieces, while eyeing Kevin's very long cock. He had Johnny's length and maybe more width. "Bring him up here girls. Let Aunt Cindy show you how it's done."The girls brought him down and sat him front and center. Cindy said, "I don't know what that'll do so let's not ruin this. And she pulled her shirt over her head revealing a very nice Felipe creation in. Suddenly she screams out and tries to pull away, her nerves finally snapping from the stress. We drag her through the sand toward you and have her kneel at your feet.Watching her hair come off in one short stroke, I am reminded again to my very core what that hair symbolises. I remember when my pride was taken, or let go. I remember how bare I felt with out it. I realise that we must each arrive at this place in a different way, and I am proud of Teresa. She continues crying softly her eyes.