Within seconds, Claire had expertly made 2 lines… “1 each?” she said…. Who was I to argue?…I nodded… Before I could blink, Claire had snif...ed both lines of the white powder, and was standing up….. “Fuck me, that is mental gear” she said, swaying…. “ Your turn” she said, with that, she sat on the sofa, & picked up the mirror with the coke on it…. carefully she tipped the mirror up, & sprinkled the coke over her ample tits… “I think it will have a better effect if you do it from here” she said……. Her humiliation further feeding her arousal, she blushed. I could see her juices leaking again.It took all of my self-control to stop myself from licking her juices from her thighs after making her beg me for it. I just smiled and moved away after giving a peck on her lips. She gasped again at the contact of my lips.Fully knowing that I cannot control it any longer, I turned around and left her standing there. Before I left backstage, I turned around and look at her – her skirt pulled up. Her. Then there came an opportunity”.Pierre sat up when the door opened and Zora brought a female prisoner into the room - closing and locking the door behind her. She smiled triumphantly at his reaction.“Yes” she said, gloating, “You know Yelitza, don’t you? At the club, you called her the Captain’s Woman”. Yelitza looked down at her shoes. Her hair had been cropped and she was wearing the regulation prison tunic. Pierre stood up and came to the bars of his cage.Zora slipped off her uniform jacket. Being close to her office, I took her back there and immediately kissed her hard again and let my hands roam over her. She responded, touching my back, then my ass and then bringing her hands down to my thighs and finally brushing over my hard-on, pressing and rubbing it. I pulled her sweater over head and bit along her neckline, rubbing the skin on her back and then letting my hands drift into the back of her slacks. I grabbed her ass in both hands (I’m 6’4” and have huge hands) and squeezed.