The door had no handle. It wasn't anything like the one at work, however. Whereas the familiar door of her workplace had consisted of white, vertical,...metal bars and an oversized lock, this one was a featureless metal rectangle. Clearly, it wasn't for show, to merely look like it was secure. It was purely functional, offering her nothing to grab onto.It took a few seconds for her to realise where she was. She was in a prison. A real prison."Hey!" she said, much weaker than she'd intended to.. I doubt even one boy here would have been so cool with a guy who is as clueless about sex as the other boys around here. None wouldn’t have refused my dripping snatch when I bent over trying to get that rope to pull. I was hoping you were going to push in me, and then you pushed it so you couldn’t say it went in accidentally like a boy said happened after I was pushed over a table by some girls that ran off with the bottoms to my bikini. He pushed in three or four times before he started. The two girls of each side of him were real young looking to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. They both were wearing bandana type halters and no bras and he could see their nipples outlined under the thin fabric. They must have known each other because they kept up a rapid conversation that was heavily spiced with what he was certain dirty swear words and downright kinky comments.When the break time came, he pulled Joy out to the rock garden behind the smoker's circle and played with. They were both naked. Jack’s deflating cock was glazed with Kelly’s juices. Kelly looked truly fucked and happy. Jack said that he had shared their party photo album with Kelly and he was sure it was something I’d enjoy reviewing later. Later Kelly told me about kneeling on his desk chair leaning over the desk looking at page after page of naked photos of her and her co-workers while Jack was slamming his cock into her. He asked her to flip to the pages showing her with cum running from every.