After a few minutes, I relax again and he deflates and his prick pops out of me with a noise like a very quiet pop of a cork.“You need time to recov...r,” I tell him as I get up and start walking to the door. “I’m going to go see if any of your frat brothers are up for some fun.”The boy who had been teasing Jeremy was waiting just outside the door. “What’s your name, Freddy?” I ask with a smile.“Fred,” he says and then startles as he realizes I had already called him by name.“You broke up with. You and I will do this soon.”Ivy reached out to hold my rigid cock upright, as she helped Ella take it into her slippery pussy lips. Ella was even more eager than her sister Emma. As soon as she had engulfed my cock head, she rocked her sexy buttocks and let me slip deeper into her.She never stopped, her hymen popped and she jerked instantly. Then she dropped to take me. Ella fucked me and I fucked Ella. I reached for her perfect titties that came from the exact same mold as the other five. I also want a lawyer and a written statement of the charges against me."She had not spent her evenings watching television for nothing; she knew her rights as a prisoner in a jail. The guard looked at her uncomprehendingly and walked away. She started to scream again.This time a different guard appeared and she started to recite her demands, "I am an American..."As he opened the door of her cage she broke off, sure that he understood and was about to take action. She didn't care what they said. ” “Hmm, I never though of that. Sort of displacement therapy.” And they both laughed. She saw him to the door. He hesitated, his hand upon the handle. “Look,” he said, “I expect there’s some deep and binding laws against it, but could I phone you sometime? I mean I’d like to see you again, but not, er, professionally, if you know what I mean.” She almost laughed at the look on his face. Like a guilty schoolboy looking for mercy but expecting none. “Mr Farmer!” she said, and thought she saw him.