Whatever apprehensions I might have had in the beginning were relieved when they explained again that it was the same thing as humpy-leg, just in a li...tle different form.A week later, they began a new routine. Instead of me being upright, they had me lay flat on my back with them taking turns getting on top of me and doing the humpy thing all the way in my mouth. They explained that the new position was almost identical to those male dogs who mounted female dogs in the fields and did that other. Manay usay itnee jor-jor say kiss lana suroo kar diya ki uskee bhee jalde-2 siskiyan bahar aanay lagee. Uskee ek bhee siskee ko main bahar nahee janay day raha tha manay usay her jagha say kata manay jab uskay boobs(dudla) muh may liyey to wo pagloon ki tarah maray say lipat gayee yahan tak ki musay khud saans lanay may dikat aa rahee thee hamaray beech say hawa bhee pass nahee ho saktee thee itnay tite hum log jakad gayey thay . Manay uskay boobs(dudloon) ko buree tareekay say kaat liya who. "OOOOWWW, that's too hard," pleaded Courtney, but she knew that they would continue. Her nipples were pulled from her body, twisted and pinched as Courtney was forced to accept the punishment. Another guard came over to her other side and began to abuse her other breast. "SSLLLLAAAAPPP', he had suddenly slapped her naked breasts, forcing it to bounce on her chest."Ask me to spank your tits, Cunt." Spank my breast please," begged Courtney.Michael and the other guard began to forcefully slap her. Dream?He could smell pine cleaner. And feel the baby clench and unclench itsfist at his breast. He could hear canned music. He tasted somethingslick in his mouth, and smelled Joi. And sex. If this was a dream, thelevel of detail was amazing.A woman bumped him. He turned, smelling perfume and body odor. Thiswoman had been washing in Wolf Run. Or washing laundry there. Or maybejust sleeping in the clay. Kinny could smell it.She was grimy. Matted hair. Lice. Eww."Cute baby," she said. She was.