I pushed her legs back a bit more, and my cockhead touched the entrance to my goal of the night. I was about to pound my half naked mother until she a...d I came in screaming orgasms. The tip of my eighteen year old hardon slipped in. Her soft warm pussy enveloped my cockhead. My body trembled. I pushed in, and my cock's shaft felt the embrace of the welcoming walls. More and more of the shaft slid into her. Every movement gave me more pleasure. My stoned head spun. The feeling of my cock being. The daylight, contrasted with the dingy cell, seemed unnaturally bright, but I was being forced along so quickly I couldn't make out much beyond the barren yard. As we entered the smaller windowless room & old Junior, locking the door, switched on the single dangling bare bulb which illuminated nothing but one straight backed chair in the middle of the dusty wood panelled floor, I spontaneously let my mind go blank, ready to get it over with.He stood facing me, his jowly bulldog face scowling. As Mandy read the above message, her pulse quickened, her breathing became shallow and her cunt became wet, also her nipples stiffened and began to ache for fingers to pinch and twist them. Without thinking she immediately responded sending back an email containing all the information she could think of. Deep down inside she really wanted the computer screen to flash and her virtual master to pop out and materialise in her living room and make her become the slut she was feeling inside right. ‘He didn’t know today was the day.’ ‘You know what I’m saying to you Emily.’ ‘No, I don’t. I don’t choose YOU. I CHOOSE HIM. Now stop bothering me.’ She yells. ‘I apologize, FOOL is a new role for me, I don’t know if I’m playing it right.’ ‘You’re playing it to a tee.’ Grasping her waistband, I thrust down sweat pants and bathing suit down to her thighs. I grab her ass and rake my fingers, claw like, across her, leaving red scratch marks on her buttocks. ‘Owww.’ She screams and slaps my face.