I waited for an opportunity, ducking out at the next row. I needed to go somewhere, anywhere, but the nearest bathroom was inside the bed and breakfas..., at least a mile away. I nearly ran, my hand over my pussy like I needed to pee.I almost wondered if I had, feeling the gushing wet excitement running down my leg uncontrollably. I had never been a squirter, and yet there seemed to be all the traces. My juices streamed down until I found the nearest tree, deciding I couldn’t wait any further.I. He surfed around for about 15 minutes and settled on the news, he watched for a good 5 minutes and turned of the t.v.. He got of the sofa and put on his new sneakers, he opened the front door and was greeted by the morning sun. He looked at his watch, he had ten minutes before she would arrive, "that's enough time" he thought to himself. He walked briskly down the driveway and hid behind his tree, he wasn't at all worried as he had been planing this for over a month. He made sure he was well. Good luck.” “Be in touch, Jerry.” The bus was a half hour late in arriving. It had both men and women prisoners on it. Matt was sitting sipping a Pepsi, with his straw hat tipped back on his head. A burly guard walked up to him. “Here is the folder on this one.” Turning to the prisoner, “Woodman, this man is in charge of you now.” He turned to return to processing the other prisoners. Matt sat back on the bench. “There must be some mistake. I’m waiting for a Sloan Woodman. You’re a girl.” With. Then he said it: “do it for me now Emma”. I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant but soon there was no doubt, he straddled my body and brought his cock up to my face: “suck it”. Just like that; I’d never even thought of doing this sort of thing and it was quite a shock seeing what seemed like a huge cock inches from my face. I stammered and stuttered but he kept coming closer until it was against my lips: “open up babe, time to suck cock”. I opened my mouth to say something and it was in, not all.