It felt amazing, but then he started circling his fingers inside my ass and I couldn’t really tell anymore if he was actually touching my prostate o... not. But something inside me started to feel really incredible. When he was fucking me earlier with his solid, thick cock I would feel him slide past my prostate repeatedly. But this was different, very different. I guess having the flexibility and control of fingers can really find a different spot. I had used many toys and my own fingers before;. .But Gerald isn't cut from the same cloth as Cunningham. If his smileproves he's appreciated the closeness we've just shared, he isn't about totake advantage of it."In the morning," he repeats, and this time his tone leaves no room fordissent.We head for the lounge and find that Celeste has laid out sheets, blanketsand a thick counterpane on the sofa. She's also placed little footstoolsin front of it. I take off my jacket and shoes, then sit down and pull thebedding over my skirt."I'll be. "But next time we find you girls..." they told us before leading us out of the office and down some stairs into the holding area below. "Now we have to fill out some forms," they said, each of them taking one of us girls to a table where they proceeded to fill in some forms that started with our names and ended with us giving a short description of what we'd been up too. The officer with me then proceeded to record my fingerprints, holding my hand in his as he rolled the tips of my fingers over. He had been slackening off since he met me. Karen, Bradley, he saw something in your lives and mine that he liked and wanted for his. He said he did something he hadn’t done in years. He prayed. He also told me that he was going to be more serious about his education, too. He said that he hoped I would like what he would be doing because he would like me in his life. He told me that he was not making these changes for me but for himself. He felt I should know his plan and he hoped I would be.