They went about their task with a wild glee. It was designed to degrade and humiliate us. But the blow of a baton woke me from my daydreams. The guard... enjoyed beating us and got carried away sometimes, laughing in our faces. There was one who was a good and fair one. He was tall and blond and only rarely struck anyone. I had a wet dream about him one night. I couldn't believe I was capable of having wet dreams at my age. He had pale blue eyes that seemed to soften his character and seperate. The slick heat at her core surrounded his sensitive cock. He could feel her trimmed hairs tickle down there and wiggled until they slid together like a hotdog in a bun. Lauren drew lazy circles on his back with her fingertips. Josh kept his hands in her hair, tracing her shoulders and neck while they recovered.“This feels so good,” Lauren sighed.“Squishing you?”Lauren raised an eyebrow at him and rocked her hips so his half-erect cock slid through her soft lower lips. “No, this.”He wasn’t. BUT, if you don’t, I hope each of you make it. You are both special people. I need to go, I have a husband who’s going to be home in a few days and I need to clean house. He’s been gone for three years, and he’s going to get the shit fucked out of his ass and he doesn’t even know it yet,” she said, and before I even realized she was leaving, she was gone and the door was closed.Here I am now, having told this beautiful young woman how I feel and who I am and ... now I’m scared again ... I’m. Therefore, we have seen quite often in the university, and at home. Marinka treated me warmly, friendly, pin up in every way, but also encouraged and helped to learn. In general, a second mother, and essentially and formally. I am attached to her. And in the evenings with jealousy heard her cries for the wall when her father interjected after hard working days in the construction business. Once it happened that Dad went on a business trip for a week and we have planned a joint Marinka cultural.