We been in prison a long time. It's about time we got some pussy." Jodi's eyes went big as they pulled off their prison overalls and moved toward her....She struggled but her head was tied to the post and her arms tied behind her to the post. All she could do was make her pussy a moving target. That didn't last long as Bob grabbed her hips and slammed her against the post. In a couple quick thrust she was howling as he buried his cock in her young pussy. Jodi fought and screamed but her rape was. After minutes of this torture her legs began to tremble slightly, and her breathing pattern quickened causing her breasts to push outwards against the fabric. Her Daddy then slipped a single finger inside her soaking cunt in one swift motion causing her to moan loudly. She clamped both her hands over her mouth trying vainly to silence herself as her knees began to feel weak and made tiny motions as if they would buckle. She had never been touched with such precision like this, and he was just. Scythes cut the stalks, and then people manually separated the grain into woven baskets. The baskets were subsequently loaded into handcarts for transfer to the stasis units. It was backbreaking work that everybody became involved with, without exception. By the end of the first day, we'd completed two fields of wheat and made a start on the root vegetables. The state-of-the-art technology employed to gather in that particular crop comprised a multi-pronged fork, and a large metal bucket.Whilst. It’s not like my sex drive was particularly restrained before, and this doesn’t seem like a great time for my mind to be so scattered.There’s a kind of haze here between me and reality, and one which is only selectively permeable to my senses. It is a challenge to think straight, my cognitive capabilities constantly being overwhelmed. The dried cum on her inner thighs reminds me exactly how impaired my decision making really is. I’ve never met her before last night. I don’t feel like myself.