" He turned to enter his door across from me. I was still on my knees and panting with copious semen draining down my face as I watched Carl's door cl...se behind him. I wondered what depravity my new neighbor had in store when saying, 'Be prepared, he's got plans for me'. All I was sure of was that my dick was raging and I needed to get off. Even though I touched myself, it was odd how I felt that it wasn't my place to cum with his dick in my mouth. I was strangely content to be used by Carl. ..." I looked at her and said questioningly "Jason and his gang of cutthroats?" She let out an exasperated breath and said "No no not that." I let out a breath. She began again "Instead of them I'm craving something else very bad. I um kinda want something worse in a way. Is it OK?" I was getting exhasperated so I said "OK... What is it?" She looked at the far wall for a minute then said "While we're out at the ranch one day I want you and Phillip to go to town and get supplies, have a beer,. Prisoners have no right to modesty! The lack of clothes will make it impossible for you to hide anything on you body; it will eliminate the possibility of escape. It will save precious resources for those who need them more: soldiers in the trenches, workers in the factories. Wool and cotton cost too much to waste them on useless dregs. Most importantly, it will prepare you for your own contribution to the common good. As General Vilareal said in his first speech on assuming the power?" And. " Why are you so good to me?" I asked, helping her sit up on my thighs and then cupping both her luscious breasts which overflowed my fingers."Just because of this," she said, taking my turgid root in both her hands and treating it savagely, tweaking its head and kneading its shaft."Ouch," I cried, trapping her hard nipples between my fingers and squeezing. "Have a care." Such a crybaby," she whispered as my prod hardened, and she rose to stuff it into her. Then she slowly lowered herself on.