Völlig fertig mit der Welt nahm ich gar nicht richtig wahr was mit mir passierte, das Positive an dem ganzen war, daß der Teil in dem die jungen wei...lichen Gefangenen einsaßen so organisiert war, daß die Girls wenigstens ihre normale Kleidung tragen durften. Ich wurde erst mal in eine Einzelzelle verfrachtet, die etwas abseits gelegen war; zu dem Zeitpunkt war ich froh alleine zu sein und daß ich mich ausheulen konnte. Es war nachmittag und die Zellentüre stand noch offen. Erst nach dem. My hands slid to my fluttering abdomen. Still, I disappointed my lady as my hands skirted close to my yearning vulva without making contact. Instead, my hands stroked the insides of both thighs, my legs raised slightly, my mons parted and I felt my chubby labia unfurl and my clit thrill at being freed and the caress of the warm breeze.The wind carried the fragrance of my aroused sex to my nostrils. I inhaled her warm sandalwood aroma which further aroused my senses and excitement.I stared up at. Matt indulged in just about anything that had to do with sex. He was kinky and perverted. He told me he was sitting alone at home with his dick in his hand and looking for a reason to stroke it.When I heard him say that, I said, “Why don’t you come over, big boy, and I’ll stroke it for you.”“Hell yes, baby. I have a rock-hard cock with your name on it. When do you want me to come by?”“How fast can you get here?”“Give me thirty minutes,” he responded.We ended the call and I jumped into the. They had exchanged several e-mails and then he spoke to Jess on the phone. D was captivated by J's sweet soft Highland accent - he had had lots of English ladies via AW, a few Welsh fillies and even a Sheila, but never any Scots lassies. Distance was obviously a problem, but eventually they agreed on a meeting at a chain hotel near Glasgow, which they could both reach by road. Obviously it would need to be an overnighter, and Jess promised a hot one!D became more and more excited as he drove up.