There are no tampons. I am just going to have to ask. It is another level of dependence. It makes me feel like some sort of kept animal.All too soon, ...eena breezes into my cell. I am sitting in a tight ball. I have washed myself but I just feel crushed with embarrassment. She immediately wants to know what the matter is. I stutter and stammer and finally get it out. She is a girl, like me. Surely she will understand? But she is just horrible! She deliberately misunderstands what I am trying to. His face told me that he was loving it. I sped up, grabbing that cock hard. When I felt he was coming closer and closer to cumming I stopped, giving him blueballs. He looked at me in distraught. Knowing he would just finish himself, I whispered into his ear, to follow me outside the lecture hall. He smiled and got up steadily, hiding his cock. We left the hall and looked for a room. I found an empty classroom not far from the hall and pushed him into the room. No words had been exchanged and. And I."Mistress Satin looked down upon the helpless John Phillips. She unzipped her skirt. Her panties were bulging. She stepped out of her panties. Her penis stood attentive, long, shaved, tanned, and strong. "Say hello to my little friend."And then it started. Sensory overload. Mistress Satin was forcing him to deep throat. Under the bench, through the hole, Nurse was sucking him fiercely. Bunny was fucking him, though he hardly noticed. Then baby sissy began to whip him.Through his engorged. When Sue took control of the boat I baited and trolled a couple of lines off the stern, fixed the lines, then took a seat opposite her where I could watch and relax. The breeze was comfortable and allowed us time to relax and talk about a hundred-fifty different things--our thoughts, ambitions, our lives, a little of our histories and our wants. Sue told me about her husband--that they have been married for twenty-six years, but that they never have many days together because of his career. I.