.....''''its on its way''i was just a slutAmy friends enter the blacethey were all wearing cute one suit and a similar strapless cock''oh Amy he is so...sexy''i was used like a doll 3 black teens girl , chubby teens letting go rheir anger at meass up taking cock and called names i was gaped and showed how huge my ass opengirls laughting together at the piece of worthless boy i wasthey left feeling great and happy thanking Amy i was sent home in panty and pluggedi spent the day lost and. With Steve's guidance I quickly settled into the prison routine, and even got a job in the kitchens, thanks to her influence. She said that there was even a chance I might get into the library, the cushiest number, when a friend of hers was released. My only visitor was Felicity, who, true friend that she was, came once a month without fail through my entire sentence. Apart from that, I was on my own, or would have been, without Steve. Before slopping out on my first morning, she told me there. No, they did not pay out the 5 of 6 winning tickets right from the store. Any winnings over $500 had to be handled by the Lottery Headquarters, and they were of course closed on the weekends. I asked him if he knew where I could find out about the number of winners for each number of correct picks.He told me that he could print out a current one from the machine, and he could even go back a few weeks and do the same, but if I was looking for a lot of historical data I would need to see someone. Quickly. You are going to get a taste of my hairbrush.” Marsha gasped. She was already so sore, but she knew Mrs Howard would not take no for an answer. “15 seconds or it’s a double dose with the hairbrush.” Marsha acted quickly now. Her skirt and knickers flew off and she almost dived across Mrs Howard’s lap. “Good girl. Now I want you to agree to do something straight after your spanking. Are you listening?” she asked giving Marsha half a dozen firm spanks on each already reddened.