It penetrated deep, deeper than Alan’s penis ever had, and the pleasure of this deep penetration was intense. She cried out, “Ashley…Ashley darl...ng…yes…yes... yes…oh God yes…” A voice broke into her dream, “Are you all right mother…you okay…? The dream or nightmare lingered as Nariah came out of sleep. Ashley came into focus standing beside the bed gazing down at her, an anxious look on his face. “What…what is it?” Nariah realised that. We stay like that, locked together, kissing until my mouth is sore, until I come. He won’t wait anymore, he reaches down to his shorts and pulls the opening aside so that his cock finally emerges. He lifts my hips and pulls me down onto it, in one hard movement, so sudden that I cry out. He pulls me down onto him, over and over, with him still sitting in the chair and me sitting on his lap. I think he’s getting close, that he’s going to come this way, but he pauses for a second, and says ‘my. His watch seemed to be moving extremely quickly and in no time at all it was 7.35am. He decided that it was time to make his way the short distance to the FCI building.As Peter Mitchell was leaving the coffee shop, Joanne Wilson was arriving at the Female Correction Institute for her early shift. Once she had sorted her name badge and security pass out, she locked her handbag in her locker and walked down to the main office, where the receptionist, Gillian McLaughlin was organising the day. Just a few seconds away.. i rub my clit harder and faster knowing my time is about to end and that thought tumbles and turns everything down, my phone start to ring and alert me that in 15 min my ride will be waiting for me outside, my legs are still shaking and my body is wishing i had finished while i’m dressing up, a sticky gooey saliva is still on my fingers.The first and second lessons passed well, i gave back the tests and explained those who didn’t manage to get a passing grade why and.