There were no gleaming steel and glass cells, no room-wide mirror panels; just flaking paint and the faint smell of ammonia used to clean the floors.I...sat through the bail process, adding my signature where required and listening to the conditions intently, knowing Karen was too spaced out to follow anything, giggling maniacally beside me and rocking back and forth in either stress or excess excitement. As we finished up, the Doctor they'd called in dropped by, telling me there was little they. At six o'clock I take a quick shower. Especially to rinse my intestines well. I want to be clean for Dave's huge cock.Exactly at seven o'clock I ring my neighbour door. The door swings open. To my big surprise it's not Dave, but Uncle Wesley who's right in front of me. "Come in, dinner is almost ready. Dave is in the kitchen," smiles Wesley. As I step inside, I feel Wesley in his crotch. He pushes the door shut and grabs me. Our mouths find each other and we kiss violently. I almost forgot that. She never said a word as my hands worked her body over including teasing close to her pussy as she spread her legs. I then broke the silence by telling her how hot she looked and how much fun it would be to give her a front rub at some point. Deb instantly turned over without saying a word and my hands went to work on her hot body and her moans let me know she was wanting anything I would do to her. She watched intensely as I took off my clothes and licked her hot lips as I exposed my huge hard. Snap! He punishes her pussy with a flick of his wrist for being impatient. Zoe let's out a whimper.Jack reaches into his back pocket to retrieve his work utility knife...pressing his fingers to her wetness once more he spreads her legs."Don't move." He opens the knife and slowly presses the tip of the blade to her pussy. Slightly afraid, she is paralyzed with an electrifying arousal. He eases the knife forward until he feels the blade puncture a hole in the tights. Her pink pussy, indeed wet,.