While I hadn't been shy about seizing her and shoving it into her at my slightest whim (girl's gotta pay her rent, right?), she wasn't 'harem' anymore...and didn't deserve the honor of sharing my bed, especially after her decidedly UN-entertaining performance last night.No, the young lady joining Jessica and me last night was of course my new girlfriend Lexi, and it was the fresh-faced teenager I was dry-humping right now. Both girls were built similarly, but trailer trash Jessica had the bigger. She asks worriedly, ‘Are you alright?’ ‘Yes, I’m fine.’ I answer striding past. I’m a loner. Would someone else seek solace in her warm concern? I sense they stop and watch my back for a moment. I hear comments and giggling. They turn and continue their leisurely walk. The wind has blown sand onto my clothing, I don’t bother putting them on. I pull them out of the sand and shake them off. Looking back at the ocean, I speak to Mother, ‘Scars connecting me and Emily.’ I laugh spitefully. It’s. It was a dream come true On guy produced his cock; it looked a good seven inches as it glistened in the moon light. He brought his cock to Sharon's lips; as he moved closer, I thought Sharon will never do it, but she just opened her lips in a welcoming gesture. I watched as his young cock entered her parted lips. He wanted to show off to his cheering mates as her proceeded to fuck her welcoming lips.The young lad did not last long, and he tried to pull out but Sharon sucked deeper and he. She seemed stunned still, as though unable to move of her own accord, sniffling and sobbing as they hastened her to the other two prisoners in the corner. As she went, I realised her dress was sticking to her raw buttocks.*It was the end of January before she appeared in the punishment room again: her farewell flogging. I had little doubt it would be good – they only bothered with the farewell beatings when they wanted to teach the prisoner a lesson. Almost certainly a caning, maybe another.