I watched you rise from the floor and walk towards the bathroom, not a stitch of clothing covering your alluring body. When you reached the door you l...oked back. ‘Are you going to get dressed, or are you heading down like that?’ A cheeky grin followed. ‘Might not be appropriate’ I laughed. Getting to my feet I gathered my hastily discarded clothing, dressing as best I could with a slightly torn shirt. ‘See you back here in 30 minutes’ you said, before giving me a last cute smile. As you. Though the afternoon I inspected and minutely examined all the inmates. Most were quite fuckable if presented properly. While the majority seemed to resent the way I checked their personal cleanliness one or two didn’t seem to mind at all and allowed me to bring them off with my hand. Only one was younger than Alice and she had come from the orphanage two weeks previously but wasn’t a virgin. I gather the orphanage staff took care of that. Her name was Martha and seeing her tight little cunnie. In the women’s room of a department store she cleaned her pussy more thoroughly, regretful that the seed was oozing out. She’d never been on birth control and had not yet become pregnant, a desire that had been with her since puberty. Fear and religion had kept that urge at bay but the legitimization of marriage had let it burst loose. Her frustration had built to this urgency to acquire sperm by any means in the desperate hope that she would become a mother.She resumed her travels and was soon. Did her voice sound shakey? Clearly she hadn't woke up on her own to get a drink. But her small lie was nothing compared to what he'd been doing. So he decided not to push it.He turned to face her and saw a young beautiful angel in a night shirt standing before him. Her long dark hair fell nearly to her waist. Her night shirt was long and went almost to her knees but it clung tighty in all the right places. "Dammit she's gonna make me hard again and then what the hell am I gonna do" he.