"Nothing special. I mostly do it myself, if I even have the time, so not very much. And then I think of..." she paused when the waitress came to bring...my order. Without taking notice of her, I continued: "...of when you're fisting my twat while I'm eating you out?" This was one of our fantasies, and Martina wanted to sink into the ground for shame while the waitress gave her best to act like she didn't hear any of that.I thanked her and got started on my icecream. "Oh god Kat," Martina said.. There was only one monitor in operation.Percy stared at it in horror. There was a woman lying on the floor of a small cell. She was completely naked. Percy looked at her eyes. They were blank."I know it is a shock, but she will not wear anything. We tried dressing her but soon found that she tried to use the articles of clothing to commit suicide. She will not use the toilet in her room. Most of the time she just continues to lie there and go. It makes for a very messy situation. But we feel. Tuesday I had promised to go out and assess the garden maintenance job that had come in on Thursday. The appointment was not until 2 pm and so I suggested to Emma that she should come with me and we could call into the commercial stationers in Salisbury and pick up some new equipment for the office. I wanted to make a good impression with Mrs. Harvey and so had put on a stone washed denim shirt and a new pair of brown corduroy jeans, with brown brogue walking boots and my Barbour waxed jacket.. My fingers kept going bringing Lynda to cum again. Then with out saying,she turned onto her side,still holding my cock,she pushed her arse towards my waiting tool,& when I was fully in,she let me fuck her till I shot inside her butt. The first to meet Jayne,& my first arse of a woman I had fucked,but not the first anal sex. That was my old lover,a gay man who loved me & who I let fuck & suck me when I was 16. I remember telling Lynda about him & was surprised when she said it didn't bother.