“I can’t think of any other place I would rather be.” He smiled back, kissing her forehead.“Me too.” She moved closer to his long, nude body... Keisha found that when they laid together like this, she had an impulse to wrap her body around his. “But, I thought you flew in from your ranch in Texas. The way you talk about it, I can’t imagine you would leave there to be here in L.A.”“Not to be in L.A., to be with you,” he corrected. Tom ran his hand up and down her back as they spoke, loving how. Mostly tattered old jeans, a few flimsy skirts, but nothing good. Nothing worthy of Marilyn certainly. Then again, if she did wear something amiss, she was more likely to get a decent spanking, and certainly, that was a heart warming thought. She pulled up the beanbag chair in her room and sat on the floor after spying a couple of boxes she could take a few minutes and go through. One of these boxes was of great interest, it was a stack of old stories, and even a few fledgling manuscripts. She. At first I thought it was theshock of all that had happened. But when he touches me down there, Istill feel ... excited. Just not hard. I'm not saying I was ever allthat big down there but now, the little fella appears to have given upthe ghost. But that will all come back. I suppose you're wondering about these pills I'm taking, and how theauthorities allow all this to go on. Well, it works like this. Everyoneknows that men need sex. In prison as much as anywhere else. And whenthere are no. When you pulled out I felt empty andhot, hoping you would enter me with your cock. Instead of your cock I feltthe hard cold wet surface of the anal plug as you pushed it in deeper and deeper.Normally you go very slow and pull out a few times before pushing it in allthe way. This time you did not, you kept up steady pressure until the plugwas fully in. I moaned against the gag at the last moment as the pain shotthrough me. You pushed on the base a few times to be sure it was in all theway and.