“I certainly wouldn’t carry your financial information around with me!” she said, laughing at me.We agreed I could come to her office and pick i... up tomorrow. She said she wouldn’t be around because she had to work with Sarah Spence and Mr. Hill; she had gotten Sarah some newspaper insert work. She told me to ask for Megan, and Megan would get me what I needed for the bank. I was impressed that someone would be there over the weekend.We were introduced to our chaperone, Rick Thomas. I was glad. He saw my eyes close partially in a daze of sexual torture.I moaned in a barely audible tone as his fingers found my bare pink pussy slit and they moved slightly, zeroing in immediately to my swollen clit again. HOW I wanted to shove his fingers inside of me, deep and then hump his hand. I chose to refrain, but barely, as I reflected how I knew nothing of this man whose fingers were caressing me!!!I could not really believe what was happening. I questioned; what were we, 40,000 feet above sea. Nothing unnerves a prisoner as much as thinking you must have a pretty good case. It is especially unnerving if you act as though you don’t care whether he talks or not. With that in mind, I told Jacobs, ‘I have a warrant to search your house and farm for evidence of the sexual offences, which I am now going to do. If evidence of other crimes is found, then I will be questioning you about that, also. In the meantime, you will stay locked in the cell here, and my advice is to think very. The little cunt has a dripping wet pussy.” I could not see what she was doing this time Constance’s moaning was much louder. Steph bent down, her head next to her sister’s and asked quite friendly: “Do you like it when I finger your snatch?” This was answered by another loud moan which seemed to be a yes. At least Stephanie’s hand remained where she was. Wow! Never dreamed of something like this. Two sisters - one sucking my dick and the other fingering her. Steph was leaning over her sister..