She bent over on the washer and i slowly when in because she was so tight i was only able to get the head in for the first couple of mintues. But then...again thats all it took before she was cumming again. She said we should go back to my room so she could feel all of me inside. And since i didnt have a roommate noone would walk in on us. Whan we got to my room i could she the excitement on her face. She lay back on the bed and i took her pants off, i could see the wet spot on them from her. The Commander was still in her cell, watching her from the bed. She walked from the shower to the Commander. As she reached him, she heard the cell opening again and turned to see who was entering now. She saw one of the other guards entering and with him was another prisoner. She was about Rebecca's age, blonde hair, large breasts and a heart shaped ass. Her arms were handcuffed behind her back. You could see the signs where she had been beaten with a whip or other instrument."Bring her over. ”she was enjoying this so much and I couldn’t believe my luck.Finally she was shivering and her clit got exposed.she then pushed my head into her pussy and said,”eat my pussy,you motherfucker and make yours.”She was moaning so loudly,SSSSSSSS,AAAAAAHHHHHH,fuck that pussy my son,you son of bitch.suck that clit.thats it,that’s it.My younger was painting but she was not cumming.i continue through the not to disappoint her.Oh my God what a stamina,she had.she came after 25 minutes if intense pussy. I- Lynn's slower brain had a moment of clarity. 'Cow' linked with milk which then linked with Christopher's farm and the bottle of milk he gave her. It can't be, she told herself. He can't have done this to me, could he? How? How could it even have happened? Lynn mentally went over the conversations she'd had with Christopher. She felt slightly odd doing it. With the way she'd been feeling lately and the thoughts she'd had, the woman in her memories felt like a stranger. So bold and arrogant.