While my both boobs were being fondled by two young boys slowly one hand was trying to grope me on may saree. It was trying to go below the saree and ...ind out my panties. When I was in no position to resist--the hand was becoming more and more bold and slowly found it enter my panty and started to fondle the pussy. I was getting excited and becoming more and more wet. While my both boobs were getting fondled and one hand fondling my pussy, another hand started entering my saree and going in my. You grab hold of my cock with both hands, and start to rock your hips backwards and forwards, stroking my cock in time with your thrusts. I put my hands on your hips and slide them up to breasts which are bouncing up and down as you fuck me.“Go on, come, you bastard,” You scream at me, “Shoot your hot creamy load all over your tummy. I want to see you surrender to me, to become my slave. Come on, let go, you know you want to, let go, and become my little cock slut.”I totally lose track of time. My cell mate lifted me up and told me that I was now his money maker and to get use to this as long as I was here.Another couple of months passed and I was fucked almost daily by someone and I was passed around the prison like a pack of cigarettes! By about the 5th month, I was actually starting to enjoy this and as strange as it seems, would look forward to guys who were heavy cummers and I actually developed a taste for cum and even the taste of eating a freshly fucked asshole! I used my new. ‘Babe we all say that about our dads, but It ain’t really true is it?’‘Oh my dad defo is. He usually gives me anything I want because my mum is always working'‘Don’t you dare complain, at least your mum didn’t fuck off to shag some bloke and never bother to come back'‘I'm sorry Claire, I shouldn’t have moaned, your dad dating anyone yet?‘Nope, he did bring home some slag a while back, but nothing since.... but I did catch him once, you know ‘releasing the pressure' Claire used hand gestures to.