"Here ... feel this!" Taking my hand, she led it down between her legs, and though she was wearing panties, I could feel the heat and moisture coming ...hrough them. I so wanted to finger-fuck her right there, half tempted to do so. But that is when I looked up and saw mom heading back our way, though it gave me just enough time to lean over and whisper to her."I so want to lick that," I said. She winked, and then mouthed the words even as mom slid in next to her."Maybe later."On the drive home,. Beneath all that she was also wearing a red bra, pushing her average sized but well rounded breasts up nicely, as well as a matching thong, not at all covering her amazing looking behind. Perhaps it would have been more comfortable with just wearing a pair of plain old white cotton panties, having to wear them all day, but Karen enjoyed the feeling of being sexy, and she really did like all the attention she always got while at work, sometimes bending over to grab something really "important". This is the story of her prison for women, named after one of her oldest enemies.The Kim Chandler Prison for WomenBy the Bitchfinder General1Linda Marshall, Mayor of Eastminster, smiled happily as she thought of the way in which, after years of struggle and suffering, her luck had finally changed and now SHE was in a position to imprison and abuse any woman she felt like. She began by dreaming up all kinds of new 'offences,' making sure that it was virtually impossible for a woman to avoid. "You need to stay hard for the rest of us!" said Laura."We know you can't hold back forever, so it's okay if you cum," explained Tiffany, "but there are four of us so you have to be hard as much as possible."I hadn't thought of that. I could easily cum two and sometimes three times in a row, but another time could take too long to get hard again. I slowed down my thrusts. Sara enjoyed it just as much.I decided to glance out to see what the other girls were up to. Tiffany, Laura, and Erin stood.