The ends of the scarf draped down her back, to just above her waistline. Jennifer was slightly bent forward as she followed Karen because the chain be...ween her handcuffs and leg-irons wasn’t very long. The pressure seemed to ease slightly when Jennifer sat on the bunk, which was about six feet away from me, at the opposite side of the small prison cell. She tried to raise her manacled hands to the scarf that gagged her but again there was simply not enough chain to allow it! We were both in. ”Ambrose was nodding the whole time. He’d learned from his father that not listening to people who had more knowledge on a subject invited disaster. “Alright, if she can, I need all of you and him ready to go within a minton.”Gwayne scratched his whiskers as he thought. “It might be a little tight Sire; we’ll do all we can.”Both Ambrose and Gwayne approached Dawney, Gwayne’s mate. As soon as both males approached, her face fell. Bowing low she straightened, “Yes Sire? If I can do it then I. He emphasised that the general wanted a reply soon. He was most anxious to have Joanne's opinions about several things, now that the State was under new and more aggressive management."How's Angela?" asked Annie after they had made love for about the seventh time. She had never really taken to her, especially after all that time spent on the beach with a raw back, but felt it only polite to express an interest."In the guardroom, Annie and she's due to stay there for a long time to come. She. .u...Uncle...P...Paaauaul!" she gasped. I slid a hand down between her legs and squeezed her pussy, andshe gasped and jerked her head back. She arched her back and buckedher hips upwards as I squeezed and rubbed her pussy furiously. She bounced and shook through an obvious orgasm, moaning andpuffing like a steam engine, then let her head fall back againstthe table, and with a soft, quavering groan, went limp. I cupped her pussy gently, feeling the moisture of her againstthe palm of my.