She felt the inside of her butt cheeks and briefly fingered her ass. She really liked her ass. She raised the shower head high and changed to a faucet...setting. She moved the stream around her body trying the simulate what it might feel like to get peed on. It washed the real pee off. That meant only one thing. She peed on herself some more. Her stream was relegated to the bottom half of her body this time. The piss rose from her, arching, reaching its apex, and flowing down on her. She felt the. Her throat was dry, hoarse. The air was hot and moist, but a chill wracked her bare flesh. She felt dirty. A coarse grit clung to her skin, as she lay in the darkness; cold stone against her breast and belly, cold iron against her wrists. The air smelled awful, the odor of human stink wafting through the tunnels and assaulting her without mercy. Beyond the thick iron bars that lined the cell door's only window, she saw only the faintest flicker of firelight from a far-away sconce. Worse,. My eyes closed then, let me tell you. I felt a rush of pins and needles all over my body. A dull excitement that consumed me. I thought I was going to faint. The excitement of kissing someone for the first time. It possessed me.I sucked his tongue further into my mouth and began circling my own tongue around it. Our mouths became aggressive. Areas of desperate longing. It felt so good.He withdrew his tongue from my mouth and pulled his face away from mine. I opened my eyes to find his staring. My cock strained desperately against my flies as I watched her and waited.She looked briefly into my eyes before she calmly picked it up and fitted it around her neck. Allowing her legs to drop to the floor, she turned her back and leaned briefly towards me. I made a couple of small tightening adjustments before taking the padlock and snapping it closed. Slowly removing the key, I held it mockingly close in front of her face before dropping it safely into my jacket pocket. She turned back and.