“OH God, he said. I gripped his arse & pulled him to me He quickly pumped his cum into my mouth. I swallowed. I was pulled up off my knees, by T...ny. “Now, your arse”, he said. He bent me over the end of the couch, & pulled my arse back a bit. I felt some cold lube, running down the crack of my arse. He pushed some in with his two fingers, then three, four!! I was being prepared for his 10 inches. More lube was applied. I was thank full he knew what he was doing………“Sniff this”, he. Not only had she not found any trace of Emily (see part one) and had to be content with Abdul’s claim that she had gone over to one of the local pubs and had not been heard of since (though the whole story seemed rather hollow to her, especially as it had been two nights now), she had not been able to figure out how they were going to leave either. The original tickets had been cancelled, a fact neither Emily nor Trish seemed to care about, and she as the responsible one had to fix it. So she’d. The tissue was full of something slimy. I looked at it and I could not believe there was so much, it couldn't be. I brought it close to my nose and smelled it. OH FUCK it was; sperm, gobs and gobs of sperm. How? When? What the fuck happened to me?I thought I should feel mad. I started to feel mad, but then I just felt mellow. I also felt very warm and just a little bit excited thinking of being so full of men's sperm. Now don't get me wrong, I am not any goody two shoes; I have had sex many. I was stuck, like prisoners, in a mundane routine of work and sleep. Being a 22-year-old without a college degree had its toll on me. The only thing I looked forward to in life was the Wednesday night shift in my job as a prison guard.Yes, I have been working as a prison guard for over 2 years now. It’s not just any ordinary prison but a prison for the most ruthless and badass women in our country. Being a guard in a women’s prison is a tough job. They would keep on bullying you, knowing that I.