"So we talked a little bit and got some drinks and Nat and I went in the living room to play on my Xbox 360. She went outside and took the washing off...the line, as she was bending down to put the washing in the basket I was in great view of her slappable tight ass! I was lucky Nat didn't catch me staring at his mum's ass otherwise he would've kicked me out of his house and I would've never got to check out more of his mum ; )..Later that night about 11 Nat, Charlie and I got ready to get to bed. Sometimes they leave her in isolation; sometimes they rig her up and zap her for practice. She doesn't forget after that. But I digress."As the door behind us locks with a series of penetrating clanks, Serena points out a flat metal structure on the collar of the agent in front of her. "As far as other security measures go-- for their own protection, all prison personnel are required to wear an inner computerized tracking suit under their regulation uniform. Both the inner and outer suits are. A Baker's Dozen. Seriously? Aidin must have a wicked sense of irony, I thought. The events of the evening were mostly pushed out of my mind. I did my best to wrap my head around this idea of goddesses, gifts, and all the sex I could want. I knew that, back in ancient Greece and Rome especially, the gods and goddesses did this sort of thing all the time. This wasn't ancient times, though, and I didn't even really believe what was going on. Last night's blowjob was amazing. I didn't know dirty. ‘I have always wanted to see you naked. I am not gay or at least I don’t think I am. But for some reason I just want to see you naked’. ‘Well. You have now seen me naked. Are you disappointed’? I asked. ‘Hell no. You are everything I thought you would be’. Since there was no-one else around, I grabbed his hand and walked out of the water. I noticed that he was at full mast as well. Ben was at least 7′ erect and as thick as me. But he had the most gorgeous balls hanging quite low. I know I am.