She was repulsed by the man and by what was happening, but her helplessness and the pain pushed buttons she had no control over. She had to get contro... though, because if she couldn’t, the men would be affected by the pheromones she’d be pumping out as she got excited. Then it wouldn’t matter what they’d been told, they’d be fucking the shit out of her and Jane in short order.She felt eyes on her, and looked up. The man mauling Jane was concentrating on her tits and didn’t see the look she gave. Soon we got wind of upcoming cell to cell shakedown so Paul sold that makeshift dildo and the slippery lard to Clark for three cartons of Marlboro 100s. I might add just in the nick of time. While the now daily sex with Paul was enjoyable to me, I found myself craving a bit more. I wanted to get fucked and also found that I was now finding attractions for some of the more masculine hunks in the joint. Now as some came on to me daily in the chow line, I would flirt and tease and soon discovered. I stumbled across a website, seemingly very interesting. So I signed up, with the hopes that that I would find me a sexy mature ‘papa’, for mine and his sexual pleasure.. So as time progressed I kissed a few frogs’literally’. After months of being on the site and very close to the point of closing my account. I stumbled across his profile, and the header reader’ Mature guy, seeks young companion’. Instantly my mind started to create fantasies based on the very small picture that I saw of his. But hesitated, Tracy didn’t. Her hand was on my groin, only briefly, but enough to get the reaction she wanted.“When?” she asked, picking up a tin of something and turning it over in her hand. “Paul’s at a conference next weekend?”“All weekend?” I asked, it was my turn to randomly play with a packet off the shelf.“He’s setting off on Thursday evening, and i’m off work Friday?”I was intently staring at the writing on the packet in my hand, Tracy stood so close that I could feel her breath on my.