It’s unheard of. Maybe the Mormons try it once in a while, but this other man isn’t going to stand for it.”“Yes he will!” blurted Mirriam.Pr...dence, who had a pretty good idea who Mirriam was talking about, couldn’t understand why she had brought it up in the first place. Mirriam had confessed to her that she had been unable to resist Bobby. Prudence understood how that could happen. She’d been unable to resist him too. But things had been fine. Why in the world would Mirriam be so agitated. I was even a bit rusty with kissing girls. Prison sex, what little there was of it, is not exactly known for its romantic side.Summer nearly raped me after a few minutes of making out. She was clearly as sex-starved as I was, due to whatever daily issues or problems prevented it. Life in a post-apocalyptic world had more than its share of those. It wasn't necessarily our intention to save ourselves for each other, not knowing if we had a future, but except for that one comrade, I hadn't been. He leaned over, releasing the knots that held her ankles to her thighs, leaving them bound to each other. He slowly straightens Rachels legs, seeing her wince in pain at the cramps from being bound so tightly and so long. He rubbed her thighs and calves, marveling at their pale, creamy beauty… listening to her whimper in fear and sigh in appreciation. Rolling her onto one side of the bed and back on her stomach, he helps her turn her head to one side, the takes the extra rope at her ankles and. Her toned arms and shapely legs, wrapped in a stunning mid-thigh lilac summer dress that clings to her body. A rough guess, I'd say c cup tits, no bra, and lovely nipples, that look slightly aroused to me. I can see them poking out under that thin fabric, I bet they're sensitive.I start daydreaming about her tits, my imagination is running riot, filthy thoughts fill my head, I want to suck them, bite them, pinch them.Now my cock is getting interested. It's hardwired to the view!Why is she.