But when they came for me withhandcuffs, I started to cry, and I didn't stop for quite a while.Getting booked into our local jail was a pretty hellish...experience. Whenthe jailer handed me a one-piece orange jumpsuit, a pair of panties, andorange crocs, I said, "Seriously? Am I on TV?"She smiled and shook her head. "Gee, I've never heard that one before.You win the originality award today, dearie. Look, be grateful that youwere born a woman. The guys don't even get undies."I started to say,. Tina put her free hand under the end of my dick, released the pressure a little more and let me trickle out, into her palm.“Was one of your worries about me having this in my mouth?” I nodded.“You know there wasn’t a strong flavour before; it’s more about the consistency. I’ve tried oysters, this is easy.”Tina put her palm to her mouth and sucked my cum from it. For my part, I lay open-mouthed, which in hindsight might not have been such a great idea. Tina giggled and dropped onto me kissing me. I knew he could. He grabbed my hair with his other hand and withdrew his hand from me. He pulled my hair away from him, so my cheek was fully exposed.Slap.He hit me again. "I told you this isn't for your enjoyment bitch." He thrust his fingers into my mouth and I sucked them. They were sticky from being inside me and I licked myself off of him. He thrust his fingers into my mouth one last time. I gagged and coughed. He took them out and I heard him rummaging around looking for something. I felt. ‘Way to kill the competition in the customer service department.’ Samiel mumbled as he continued to wait for the cashier to return. Finally frustrated, he took out his wallet, took out a dollar and tossed it on the counter before walking out the store as he pulled his earphones back on straight. Samiel stepped out on the sidewalk and looked towards the runners that continued to approach the store. Samiel was about to unscrew the top to his bottle of water, then he realized he had brought it.