.?"Looking over her shoulder to check that no one was looking May unscrewed the cap to the bottle and filled it, staying careful with the bumps the bu... made on the road to keep her hand steady. Before she would have been shaking, but now her hands were steady, the arthritis almost unnoticeable as she brought the little blue cup to her lips.Again the sharp flavour hits her as she tightens the cap back on the bottle, looking at the blurry reflection from the glass pane of her window seat she. She had been asked, but her parents felt the teen simply wasn't yet ready and so the sweet, naive girl considered her friend's invitation a bit rebellious. Today was far from a date but it meant a trip to prison to see a man already in his twenties. If her parents found out..."But a prison." He's my brother. He's all I got." I know, but ... I just never dreamed I'd be going to visit someone in prison." Neither did I. Benny, he likes to be called Spiker, just has a few more months to go and. He was using his left hand, pumping like someone possessed, he must be really horny to go at it like that, what would he do if I took him in my hand and done it for him?I stood quietly watching, emboldened by my thoughts, feeling my pussy respond to what I was witnessing, the dirty little fucker wanking in my presence, I should make him fuck me now he has made me horny, was flashing through my mind.My husbands nephew, still but a teenager, myself in my late thirties, feeling like a wayward. Crying, losing count, having to start over, getting extra strokes until it was finally over. Feeling his hand, surprisingly gently rubbing my hot sore butt afterwards, telling me softly my ass would be beautiful in a couple of hours when the welts and bruises had ripened.I recalled being bent lengthwise over a sawhorse, wrists and ankles tied to each of it's legs, the center piece of lumber digging into my chest and belly, my tits hanging down. Tight clamps on each nipple with a chain.