She looked a little scared but I told her it was ok, it would fit; it was designed to go in there. She let it go and I pressed a bit harder, I could f...el her virginity against the head. Pressing gently I slowly broke through and she cried out in pain.I knew then I would enjoy her even more before this night was out.Holding it in her I gently pulled back until just the head was in and then I pushed forward again, stretching her even deeper down. Still I was only half way inside her. Pressing. She went off like an overflowing bottle of cola well shaken.She swung her legs in and smooshed my cheeks together with her thighs. Holding onto the top of my head for balance, she rode out wave after wave of spine-bending spasms until she felt normal and pushed me backward onto the bed. I was almost breathless when she held me tight in between her thighs. She kept oozing that tiny little drops of honey and her moans were intoxicating the atmosphere of the beautiful bedroom.She moved little. ” That was Sergeant Fox, my supervisor, a man so fat that his girth threatened to shear off the armrests on either side of the spindly office chair that was currently groaning underneath his immense bulk. “We had two call out,” he continued, “so Troyer’s on her own over there. Get over to Women’s Holding and help her out.” At this news I visibly brightened. Working an entire shift with Amy Troyer wasn’t such a terrible prospect. Out of the thirty-three other detention officers that worked. I keep having to pull my dressdown over my ass, but my corset is so tight over it that I amonly now getting used to breathing short and can only tug thedress down slightly. 10PM, ready to go... I don't want to driveafter drinking, so do I walk or taxi? Hmm... I'll walk... that'llbe an adventure. It's only a few blocks away, so I pack up mypurse, check myself to see just how slutty I look, and pick up sothe place is decent when I come back, and head out the door. Thewalk there is filled with.