THERE WAS THE LINK WHICH SIMPLY SAID THE CLUB.PETER WAS GETTING EXCITED AND STATED WITH A SMILE.....''MMMMM, THE CLUB''MRS.COCKSON ACKNOWLEDGED PETER'... ENTHUSIASM WITH A LOOK AND A MISCHIEVOUS GRIN. THEN SCROLLING DOWN FURTHER SETTLED A PICTURE, A PICTURE THAT MADE YOUNG PETER GASP. IT WAS A PICTURE OF MRS.COCKSON IN A TIGHT FITTING OUTFIT RAISING ONE LEG GIVING A GOOD VIEW OF HER SHAPELY THY, THE SAME HAIRSTYLE,MAKEUP,GLASSES WERE ALSO WORN. PETER FELL IN LOVE WITH THE PICTURE AS SOON AS HE. My colleague Mr Sanchez handles it as a rule. But he is away for another six weeks. I fear you will have to wait until then!"His next call was at the Embassy and they were not too hopeful. They told him that consular access was rarely granted. But they did assure him that the prison in question was well run, but strict."My guess is that your sister committed a disciplinary offence and is under some kind of restriction of privileges." said Mr Fordyce "I'm sure you'll be hearing from her. The voice that had been whispering in my ear came to me again, "Go on sister, claim your prize. You've won. Nothing to lose now." I looked down at the man inside me and savagely growled "Fuck me!" My man quickly grabbed my tits and the feel of his rough palms on my nipples was enough to set me off. I started bouncing up and down on his dick and he started pumping in time with my bouncing. The crowd started to cheer us on and the chant of "CUM, CUM, CUM, CUM..." echoed around the big room. I was. I was leaning a bit forward to shield my cock from his view just in case it tried to stiffen again. Jason stood next to me and offered me a beer. I looked up to take the beer, and his cock was inches from my face. My eyes involuntarily locked on to his cock. I felt awkward when he didn’t move away. I was sure he noticed where I was looking, but he didn’t make an effort to give me more space. I looked away but had to fight to prevent my eyes from darting back to his cock occasionally.I glanced.