He starts to go toward the bathroom to take a shower but I stop him before he gets the chance.“Let’s make love,” I say. “I’m really tired,�... he says.I grab him by the groin and give his junk a tug, pulling him towards the bedroom.We are still in the hall when I undo his belt and pull down his pants and underpants. His dick is still pretty soft. I can see it is kind of red, purple, it looks like it already had a good workout. Time for some more. I start massaging the base of his cock and rubbing. He and his Christian brotherhood were never messed with. Oh, and yes, I had found Jesus. Hell yes, I had.A side note to Darrell and me was his wife, who I met once on one of my informal visits with my lawyer in the common area. She was visiting Darrell at the same time I was with Jennifer. She sure was pretty and seemed happy the one time I’d met her. She’d also seemed very interested in me for some reason, but maybe that was because of my amazing good looks.“So, you’re getting out next month,”. There was always one winner, and since the girls had not won for the years that they had gone, they were able to go this year. Of course, if you didn’t attend, you automatically received a 25% cut in your pay and were not considered for any promotion the next year. Attendance was usually near 100%, as it was to be this year as well. They arose early, showered and dressed for the big day. Karyn selected a short, red, pleated satin skirt and a white satin tie-top with a pair of platform stiletto. " You don’t mean you want to see our...?" stuttered Elizabeth."Yes, I want to see your bottoms. Only then can I judge how badly you were treated." After a pause when the two looked at each other, trying to gauge their sister's feelings, both girls turned and lifted the hem of their dresses. Neither wore bloomers to lessen the chafe on their bottoms. "What about the other side. Did you get your fronts caned too?" William asked. The girls were very shocked at this suggestion. "I know at the.