I took water battle and started drinking but was so nervous feeling so much inside my mind and heart and body that my hands were shaking I spill water...on my top was so nervous; he came near and said allow me please. He started drinking water from my throat and face and chest suddenly he lifted me and took me to bed.Now he was kissing me more passionately. He removed my panty and put his finger in my hole. He was pumping his finger in my pussy. He inserted his second finger and now he is pumping. She really seemed pleased to be meeting an old friend on mine. She didn't seem to mind that we wouldn't have our Saturday evening date, but that she would come to lunch on both Saturday and Sunday. I covered Saturday evening as just a boy's night out, in fact she told me of a pub that she'd heard of in Sheepen that had strippers and a comic, I didn't like to tell her that I knew it well.I met TJ at the station. I was shocked at just how he looked. He had let himself go to seed, and certainly. Bob tossed and twisted on the grimy asphalt, unfortunately Bob was losing a lot of blood just then, and his gyrations slowed to a fetal crawl as shock set in. Sara Wood had, at the time Bob dropped, fallen to the ground under the impact of his clutched fist, fallen in a completely unconscious pile of ragged disarray. There was now, in fact, a large raw patch on the side of her head where a substantial handful of hair had been pulled out — when Bob’s penis had come into full contact with Sara. This time both her cellmates hugged her and whispered soothing words. Her cries turned to giant sobs. The blond began to kiss her softly on one cheek. The older woman did the same. They stroked her back and cried with here. The blond pointed to herself and said “Marja”. She pointed to the brunette and said “Odette”. Amy pointed to herself and said “Amy’. They hugged and cried together wondering when their misery would end.About an hour later, the piss had dried on her jumpsuit. Amy was.