She hadn't visited her home country in many years, but now there was some family business that required her presence. So we both knew our time togethe... was about to end. During the last 2-3 months something changed. One night after our intense foreplay, she saddled up on my dick but she didn't pull over a condom. It felt so good, and while we were fucking - her pussy juice dripping down my bare shaft - she whispered into my ear: "Give me your blonde babies". That was too much for me. I. The two figures hovered next to the heavy metal door of the meager institution containment room. It was time for them to do checks on the patients to ensure that everyone was in their proper place. "What was the story with the girl in this room?" The male attendant asked the nurse who stood at his side.She was one of two girls who were rescued about five years ago. Some crazy named Arnold Pierce kidnapped and tortured them. Tried to make them into his sex slaves or something and ended up. He let the tie down and started spanking her ass while fucking her, making her scream of pleasure. He moved her on the sofa, in the same position, in doggystyle, but like this she was in the perfect height as he got up, his dick was face to face with her drenching pussy. He continued fucking her, holding her hair now as he penetrated her harder and harder.“Ah no! aah !” Screamed the girl, trying to deny the pleasure and the orgasm that was coming, the boy hearing this reacted, he stepped up on. “I know. It’s weird, isn’t it?”“Yeah, but a good weird.” She retorted.We both smiled.“I’m sorry for staring earlier, when we were at thehouse. I’ve just never seen you like this. Dressed up,you know? You look so… different.”“Different, as in good different?”I nervously exhaled and smiled. “Yeah, really gooddifferent. I just… You’re really cute when you wantto be. It just caught me off-guard is all. I mean,you’re always cute, you’re just cute in a different waywhen you’re dressed up.”“Thanks..