Greta dusted in all the dark corners and now that her brother was gone to his pleasures in the Gypsy camp she took off all her layers of clothing exce...t for her white cotton undies and her thin ribbons of soft fabric to hold her generous breasts in tightly. She did not want them to swing with each step she took no matter how tiny or measured. It was a way to keep her poor brother Hans from focusing on her femininity and assuaged her guilt at being so terribly beautiful and shapely of figure.. He undo my bra and takes it off me, leaving me half dressed. He engulfs my nipple into his hot mouth and he sucks it hard, dragging a moan out of me. He undo my shorts and push it down my legs and then he gets on his knees in front of me. He kisses my stomach, giving me little bites here and there before making his way to my wet and needy pussy. He lifts me up and puts my legs over his shoulders so that it is hanging down his back and my upper body is leaning against the door. He starts to lick. You aren't one of those are you?" Orchid grunted while gently feeling the girl's ankle. "Just a sprain, but those can be more painful than a break. You got somewhere to go tonight? People waiting for you to come home?" Yeah," the girl answered, gingerly trying to stand, but ending up bracing against the wall. "But I sure won't get home with this ankle. I'm Gloria, by the way, and guess I ought to thank you for what you did." S'okay," Orchid smiled, a real smile with more than a hint of. Before I knew it, it was time to go back to our cells. There was nothing to do, within a few days I read all of his books, I started working out. When I had slept enough and was sore from wroking out, I would just play with my cock, or ass, not even for pleasure all the time, just to have something to play with. Billy would just be re reading a book of his, and I would go play with his member, not really a handjob, just fool around with it, play with his big balls, slap myself with it, maybe.