‘Pull…my…hair.’ Trish’s voice was barely clear enough to understand now, her own orgasm approaching. With his right hand on the small of he... back, he leaned in and snatched her brown locks with his left. Nate was in another world now. They had only done it four times before anyway, but all four had been standard missionary. Tonight was new, tonight Trish had wanted to try something different, and now she was asking for things he had never thought she wanted. His heart was pounding in his. He slipped his hand underneath, pulled his jock down over his stiff dick. He said, “My dick’s hard coz I’m thinking of my bird.” “Yeah, whatever.” I wriggled his jock down over his bum, down over his thighs, down to his ankles. I pulled his jock off. He was standing there naked in my flat with his bck to me. He gave me a really sexy pose and ran his hands up and down his body and over his arse. Then he lay back down on the rug face down. I got off the sofa and I got on top of my naked mate. I. “No sir. I have tried to just do my work and not make any trouble,” she said.“That is good. I like it when the inmates do their work and don’t try to make trouble. I like it when things run smoothly the way the are supposed to. It makes my life easier as well.”“Yes sir,” she said keeping her eyes lowered.“I am going to be frank with you, Miss Daniels. I have had my eye on you since you got here. I have been watching you this past month and I have seen how you have been coming along,” he. Maybeto Carrol..."Have fun, sweetie!" I nodded as I picked up my keys and headed out thedoor.I was on time today, so when I got to the bus stop, I had to wait forthe bus but I didn't mind. It gave me some time to think about what dadhad said.I don't want you giving them any ideas...His words rang in my head. Sure, it was true that I was spending moretime with Mel and Carrol, but who could blame me when they were treatingme like a prince all the time? Holding doors open for me, offering tocarry.