My labia became an elastic band that spread to accommodate a foreign object and then closed over it, enclosing the mass inside. The feeling of my pink...lips shutting it inside was a feeling I would never tire of feeling. I always loved how my wet core slathered the egg-shaped smooth piece of polished wood inside my pink hole. It always allowed me to move my body over it in rhythmic motions that brought out feelings of sexual bliss. I never needed anything with ridges to get off. As long as. I enjoyed being naked in front of those three uniformed women. I enjoyed they way they pawed me and rubbed me and fondled me I wanted them all. Naturally, I was aroused by this. I stroked myself while thinking of the three women. I soon came. I fell asleep. I was sleeping for a while. I felt an electric jolt that woke me up. Standing before me was a tall brunette guard. This was not the brunette guard that strip searched me. This brunette was wearing the standard guard uniform except that she. “You’re going to need to open your legs a little” Neil whispered as if the others might not hear. She still had her knickers on as she felt his fingers trace the outline of her untouched pussy lips through the thin fabric. She shifted her legs wider as he reached a fat finger beneath the fabric and touched her somewhere she had never shared before. His finger felt cold on her skin, which had few hairs since she’d developed slowly. It felt uncomfortable as she felt his finger at the entrance. John then found himself sucking the head of Jenny's dildo, tasting her pussy juices smeared all over it. Then Jenny pulled the dildo away, again pushing it into her pussy, then bringing it up to her own mouth, sucking it in, slurping all of her juices from it. "Did you like it?" she asked, staring at John. "Yes," he stammered. "It's sweet and musky at the same time." "I like it too," Jenny admitted. "Sometimes I wish I could lick myself just to taste my pussy juices." "Wow," John said..