She is virtually dragged down acorridor and through another door emerging into a small room with a desk in thecenter and a chair either side and that?... it.? The burly guard sits Julie inone of the chairs and then pulls her hands behind the back of the chair enddeftly slips handcuffs around her wrists before leaving the room. By this time Julie is starting toreally panic, what the hells was going on, she didn?t do anything wrong, thereis no way she can have been seem is there?!? As these. Maybe he'd even kiss her there? No. That was too much to expect. And there was something about the way he looked at her, something in his eyes that made her uneasy."Come, Sally. I'm sure you know that I have to talk to you... about what you were doing a while ago. Come with me," and Bob led the plump youngster into his little office.Bob's office had changed during the year. He'd had Priscilla here many times and the narrow cot was replaced by a wider, more comfortable sofa-bed that took up most. This was enough for me to hug her and taste her lips. My lips met with her and we started exploring each other in and out.Trust me, those seem to me the wettest lips and the tongue that went inside me was having a lovely effect on my metabolism. I touched her boob and squeezed it. This place I must explain her features to you. Simran is a 22 year old lady, 5.3 feet in height, 60 or 61 kgs. As she said and yes, the boob cup size must be 34.She was neither fat nor lean, medium built, wheatish. Her clit was a little bit bigger than most that I have seen. ‘Turn around, let me see that ass Taylor’. She turned around, showing me her tight ass. I stroked it harder and harder and she watched me. ‘Ok, are you done with me, I got to go pee!’ This intrigued me a bit. ‘Well, no, I still haven’t blown my load. I want you piss right here in front of me on the floor’ ‘Ewwww!! No!’ she commanded. I took the gun I had that was back at my side, held it up and said ‘well, guess we got to find.