The weeks between that first phone call and my flight were a whirlwind. Almost daily phone calls, and packets of mail, mostly containing photos, flew ...ack and forth between us. Looking back, I'm grateful to Janet, because my birth-mother obsession was leaving more than a fair share of the daily family responsibilities with her. She sensed, though, and quite correctly, that this was pretty much of an earthquake in my life, and virtually instinctively, she was happy to pick up my slack. I married. " "I still don't understand." BF sighed, "The women here, some were on deathrow, some were kidnapped or bought. All of them though were brought here tobe remade. First they remake our bodies, if necessary, then proceed to breakand remake our minds." Penny was about to ask more questions when a voiceboomed through the corridors, "Lights out. All residents not possessing specialpermission must return to their cells for tuck in." "Oh shit. Alright," BF looked around frantically, "Listenyou. Her and her Husband had seperated and she had been very depressed for a while, she was a big woman with huge tit’s and a well padded arse a true BBW, she did have a pretty face and had a nice personality. So as i helped her into the car she opened her legs and lifting her skirt showing me that she had stockings on and No Panties! My cock twitched and became fully erect as I thought about her friend Roseatter and as I was dropping her off first I didn’t expect to get a fuck with her. ” My body stayed leaning on the wall and I spread my legs for him. I began moaning softly as his fingers found their way deep inside me. His two fingers moved in and out. I felt John’s thumb press against my clit and I cried out. His other hand ran along my neck and into my hair as he bit me again. With my skin between his teeth, he chuckled, causing me to shiver. “You might not want to be too loud. Someone might hear you.” I instantly shut my mouth and looked at the door. To my horror, it.