All around him, figures in similar striped pyjamas were standing or sitting still, staring aimlessly in front of them. They looked like ‘living’ s...atues from a fairground, or, as the stranger preferred to think, like newly created zombies ready for the next Romero feature film. He began to walk casually down the corridor, stepping carefully past his fellow inmates and heading for a door at the end where two blue uniformed prison guards were sat at a desk, both immobile, both staring aimlessly. "Young cock," she answered. "Young . . . thick . . . fraternity-boy cock."With her free hand, Olivia reached below her and pulled Matt's shoes from his feet. She tugged at his pants and, when he lifted his ass from the leather bench, pulled them down over his knees and off his feet.Planting light kisses along the inner thigh of his left leg, she pushed his right leg up and to the side so that it hung over the arm of the bench seat."Oh, gawd," she muttered before burying her pretty face in the. My wife was one of the hottest females when i met her in London School of Economics.My friends use to call her Demi Moore. Fair in complexion, 5′8 and 34-30-32 if I’m not wrong. Perfect boobs and an ass to die for. Something immediately struck off between us. There must have been another 50-60 guys after her, including foreigners, but i was the lucky one. In fact, I myself am blessed with highly handsome looks. I am almost 6′1.I was a national level squash player in my 20’s and represented. She hid it well, but he noticed the slight dark circles under her eyes, and the way she didn't talk quite so much. Even her smile seemed a little dimmer, which tugged at him a bit. "Long shift?" Jake asked, and she nodded, rubbing a hand over her eyes. She looks adorable, Jake thought. With her teddy bear top and her hair in a pony tail held by a silver scrunchie, she looked like she was ready to curl up with a blanket and drop off to sleep. How nice it would be, Jake mused, if she was curled.