"It's so tough, Jon, I miss them. They are never around anymore..." he choked. I held him gently, running my hand through his hair."Darryl, you know t...ey are doing this for us. You know they love us, and they miss us as well... They do call us every now and then..." I know, but it's just so hard! I miss them, I need them, Jon" he brawled as he buried his head onto my shoulder, hugging me tightly."You've got me, b*o. You've got me. I'm always here for you." Really?" Darryl sniffed. I nodded. Now they wore one of the most demeaning and controversial inventions of the Union Society, the transparent IntelliPlast prisoner suit. This suit covered a prisoner from head to toe in a soft malleable plastic, that was quite comfortable to wear, but virtually indestructible. It was also completely transparent, except for the collar control piece and the suit environment system belt. The suits were better than any actual holding cell. They could be made rigid, virtually freezing a prisoner in. Maine muth maart huye phir se unke lund ka supada apne muh me le liya taki unke lund ka paani nikalne me aasani ho. Maine unke lund par apni muth maarne ki raftaar badha di. Mere hath kisi machine ki tarah jaldi jaldi chalne lage. Thodi der baad Jab mujhe laga ki unkelund ka paani nikalne wala hai to maine jitna ho saka, utna lund apne muh me le liya. Maine apne muh me unke lund ka supada foolta mahsoos kiya aur achanak hi unhone apni gand utha kar apne lund ka paani mere muh me chhod diya.. This time the condom needed replacing and as she discarded it and replaced it with another I settled onto the bed, my head resting on the pillow, legs spread in anticipation. I she climbed on the bed and I once more felt her passing through the gates of my love-tunnel. There was no teasing this time. She began moving in and out of me, sitting up and taking hold of each ankle, she held my legs up and out in a ‘V’. Oh it was wonderful. The contact with the walls of my vagina and in particular my.