.which I did...and which resulted in an even more intense orgasm which I felt her pussy clamp down on my fingers. "Ohhhh fuuuuuck" she yelled. This is...too easy I thought lol! I noticed I had more room to work in there so I decided to push her limits. Three fingers, four fingers...four fingers and half my thumb was where she could take it...for now. I rubbed her spot with almost my entire hand inside making her clamp down and turn into a cock craving mess a few more times. She was absolutely. The fact that they were so well dressed only served to emphasize how naked and vulnerable and exposed I was. The warden was there and she was also very well dressed and dignified looking. Fifty-six prisoners were also out in the yard, apparently eager to witness my punishment. They were all wearing prison uniforms. All of these uniforms were an unattractive dull-blue color and quite a few of these uniforms did not fit. Some were too big and others were much too small and they all had the words. Tabatha was the same height as Mum, 5’4”. Each had long, straight, dark brown hair that came half way down her narrow back. Tabatha’s figure was hidden in the conservative cut of her Catholic school girl’s uniform. Only the high hemline, which Mum had helped her sew, gave anything away – showing off Tabatha’s shapely legs. They were too white for my liking. Lily white. I preferred tanned legs. Tabatha didn’t tan. She had her Polish father’s complexion. Oh yeah. I forgot to mention. . Or something. I think about you differently now than I used to." Well that's good, Mitch Connel, because you're stuck with me, buster. I still don't understand what happened between us, but I'm not going to question it. I know how I feel, and as untrained and ignorant as you are, I can't stand the thought of being away from you for more than a few hours. I know that's crazy, but that's the way it is." I feel the same way!" he insisted."And, if you think you're going to get away with treating me.