But I was wrong. That horse cockhead was at least four inches thick…Helena rubbed it up and down her swollen slit a few more times and then pushed b...ck and I watched in amazement as the huge cockhead and about twelve or more inches of that magnificent piece disappeared into her cunt.She put one hand against his back leg, to keep him from ramming his full twenty inches up in her and found her clit with her other hand. Even though she was keeping him from burying his whole giant cock in her. She had been my only sex life -- or, more accurately, I currently had no sex life, unless and until Patti decided to let her defenses down.I mean, a first-rate blowjob is a wonderful thing, but it can only take a relationship so far!Well, as it turned out, I hadn't been lying to Sam Bailey. Patti was in the kitchen when I got home, with baked potatoes in the microwave and Angus beef steaks on the George Foreman Grill.When I saw her, I knew that some kind of breakthrough had been made. She was. I had been able to choose what college to attend, what profession to prepare for, what employment offer to accept, what men I would date, with whom I would have sex. All these things were a distant memory now. Since the jury verdict at my trial I had been stripped of all that even as I was stripped of my clothing. They told me it would "only" be for ten years! Then I would be restored to my freedom. So they said.I had been trained at the Richmond Slendabond facility to obey orders from anyone. I couldn’t help thinking about what my daughter had said in her texts. I hoped she was alright – I would have to explain it to her later – though what exactly I was going to explain, I had no idea. I prayed no more messages would arrive before the end of the detention.‘Time!’ Mrs Bates finally called. Phew - I just made the sixty lines by the end of the hour!Mrs Bates collected the sheets of paper from the four of us, and we remained sat whilst she studied them.‘Okay, girls – no mistakes - you.