"Maria went out to the kitchen, and when she came back in with the soup, she was dressed in a lacy little bib and apron, the white contrasting nicely ...ith her black knickers and stockings. She had removed her bra, so that when she leaned forward I had a delightful view of her small, but perfectly proportioned breasts with their prominent dark nipples. I slid my hand up the back of her thighs, and between her legs, gently parting the folds of her pussy to find the dark wet heart within. I. I tried to stay still, but with every smack my body betrayed me and pulled against my belts. She started off lightly, just enough to make my body twitch. Soon however as my excitement grew, so did the strength of her swats. Soon she was really spanking my ass hard. My nerves were on fire, pulsing throughout my body. Her swats getting me more and more tuned on. I could feel my hard shaft throbbing to the pulsing of my excitement. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore,. Sarah's escape was on of those things that should never have happened, but sometimes they just do. In some bizarre re-shuffle designed to make a set of statistics look better, they had decided that as Sarah hadn't been any trouble for several years, she could make way for someone more deserving of high security. They were moving her from Durham to a medium security prison in Hertfordshire. They stopped for petrol, and Sarah said she needed to go to the toilet. She'd been taking her drugs and. Saying that I find wet or damp undergarments uncomfortable. Micheal quickly caught my hand to stop me as he softly said that I am supposed to be comfortable. He had me close my eyes while I smelled different oils and I picked out a soft musky vanilla thinking about how much Sam loves that the scent and it would linger long after I shower. Micheal stood at my head and started massaging my neck with the warm oil. It didn't take long for me to relax and enjoy the strength in his hands.