"We walk around the Blazer to take a look at the tail end. The plastic bumper is barely scratched, and the rear license plate has a slight dent in it....A few paint marks and glass pieces are embedded into a corner of the bumper, and I pick a shard out of the plastic to look at it."Well, it doesn't look like it's fatal," I say.Nicole frowns. "That's my dad's Volvo. He'll sure appreciate me driving his insurance payments up." This thing is going back to the rental company the way it is. It's a. I could also feel how big my ass had gotten. I felt like I was sitting on two pillows! My hair dangled down and covered half my body, except for my tits, and was so blonde that it reminded me of . . .I didn't know. Very blonde! Really, really blonde with huge tits and a huge ass. Really, really wide hips and a pussy instead of a cock! I had a hard time thinking all of sudden! I tried to shake my head to clear my thoughts, but all I did was start my tits to jiggling. I grasped both tits with my. They got me to move carefully so their arms were below me as I knelt on the bed. It was up to me now to decide how much I wanted inside, me and the pace of the abuse of my holes. Of course it also meant both holes were being stretched at the same time. The two sexy bithces gave me words of encouragement as well as calling me fithy names. The sweat was pouring from me with the exertion, the feeling of fullness and the stretching of my openings was exquisite. With the words of abuse in my ears I. But like I say, I may be in a single occupant cell, but I still had to interact with other inmates at various times, like in showers and at meals.Then it was the end of August, a few days after Blake’s visit.I’d knew to keep my mouth shut especially after my trouble with Mister Brown, but my self-control was not the best after my meeting with Blake Willis my ex-brother. I didn’t want to be bothered by anyone else while I was in the mental state that I was in. But Juan Miranda decided he wanted.