Shouting 'Katie Lynn Pearson, get your ass back in here!!' gets you nowhere as her piece of shit boyfriend is already pulling out of the driveway.'God...damnit!' You vent as you slam your fist on the freshly cleaned white siding of your 2 story, 5 bedroom house. You see a large rock and just want to hurl it at the car in frustration. The pit of your stomach is tight as you breathe deep and turn back into the entrance... and great, to make matters worse, your infant son Adam begins crying from his. She’s always working in a white T-Shirt (lacy but working-woman bra) and jeans but today being a nice day, she’s got shorts on. Again don’t get your brain in a cramp, she’s no model. Just big tits, sorry.I’m working on Christine-2 in my office and when the lady’s around I switch to another tab and look like I’m reading some shit. She was just behind me reading the article (something on Ben Laden or other) when she notices the tabs at the top. This one says : “Discussing Erotic Short. Some of them had many tattoos, which Sonia pointed out to her as being gang related symbols. One of the African-American inmates had what appeared to be a healed stab wound on his chiseled stomach. One Hispanic man had what appeared to be an old bullet wound on his front deltoid. Her heart raced upon seeing each man’s organ freely hanging completely exposed to her sight. Only ten years ago, no women would have been allowed to regard such a spectacle as this, not even a female corrections. I thought Stu was goin to cum in the spot when he heard me shout that!As quick as a flash Jays cock left my friends mouth and was starting to push inside me, I was lying on my back when Jay rather roughly and awkwardly entered me, my eyes almost rolled back - this was the first proper cock I had inside me for a year and it felt good.Jay within what felt like a minute began pummelling my pussy as if his life depended on it, I could feel my juices and his pre cum dribbling down my thigh - I was.