⦁ Years later, I found the photographs she made. I remember her telling my mom about "Manet" and Olympia". By that time, I wanted boys, I wanted gir...s and by the time I was f******n, I wasn't staying home and wishing and hoping about it. I was giving boys blow-jobs, I was having sex with Rachel or any other girl who wanted to play. I never could get this to make sense with the feminist stuff I had learned at an early age, it confused me, and later, when I discovered that I liked, and sometimes,. I think I can match or beat any offer you'd get upstairs."We gave her permission and she flipped up the screen on her wristcom. It took her a couple of moments to get the right connection and then she started to talk about things that were above my knowledge and comprehension. Shortly she closed the screen and turned to me smiling."Would 1.7 mil get me that chip?" It will if you can get it to us within twenty-four hours in certified credsticks," I stated."I can be back in less than two hours. Amy was pulled through the door. It slammed behind her.Footsteps echoed off the concrete floor. She was led deep into the room. Her hood was pulled off. A guard pointed to two circles painted in the floor about two feet apart. He indicated that Amy was to stand with a foot in each circle. Once positioned correctly on the floor, the guard uncuffed Amy and placed her arms straight out from the shoulders and parallel to her feet.She started to lower her arms and received a sharp crack on her back. I was desperate to feel that gentle slap against my pelvis as I thrust myself against her sumptuous ass. I wanted to hear and feel as her orgasm steadily built up, and finally exploded. I needed the release that would come with that eruption of semen into her silky hole.****** But she was having none of that, as she firmly held her place behind me. This was her show, and it was going to be her finale. As if to signal the start of her grand finish, she cupped my tender balls with her hand. A.