I closed my bedroom door and locked it, even though no one was going to be home for several hours. I removed my towel and laid on the ground beside hi... and started to pet him. He started wagging his tail and flopped onto his back for me to rub his belly. I slowly worked my way down to his dick, he grew hard under my hand. A shiny, red and pointed penis popped out of his furry sheath. It was a little wet and I started to stroke it, but when I touched it, he jumped up and looked surprised and. .you bastard...real deep and faster...oh yeah...oh yeah...oh god...oh fuck me.”Eva had the toothbrush, lucky it had a newish battery, working Max’s perineum to delirium, while her longish fingernail was really teasing his butt crack. This just led to Max pumping his senior officer deeper and faster.We expect a lot from our personal discreet underwear privy equipment when it’s operating in the open ….Wow do they deliver a lot… and frickin fast...then there is the unexpected lot on top….the. But Tony could only regret that he too would have to serve his sentence. He had come to believe that he was guilty even without the recollection. The prison psychiatrist suggested it was a repressed memory as opposed to amnesia. Something Tony would rather not remember because it conflicted with his new personality and his new life. There was a certain logic to that, Tony felt.He finished the session with Ralph Cummings and returned to his room. As prisons go, FCI Candlehurst wasn't that bad.. There were additional signs ofchaos in the room: the travel books that once decorated the coffee table layabout the room; the coat rack in the foyer lay on the floor near the frontdoor; flowers which only moments before sat in a vase decorating the livingroom, now cluttered the floor of the living room, the vase slowly drippingwater. Her clothes, ripped off her body as she had run from her attackers, layabout: tattered white line Capri pants at the entrance of the room; a fleshcolored body suit.