Well, get used to it. Here in Harmon County we have a lot of fun with our prisoners, especially fat bitches like you.?The three girls had collected an...audience of the curious, the outraged and the aroused as they were marched along the dusty streets. The glass doors of the police station were already open, held by grinning officers surveying the naked flesh on display. Ortiz spoke to the men at the door.?Take your hands off your dicks and get the cells ready for our guests. Make sure they have. However I decided to let the boy have some fun and see how far he could go. I was confident that after some tit rubbing he would back off and jerk himself to sleep.While I was enjoying the tickling sensation of a young boy rubbing the base of my tits with his fingers, the boy started to grow in confidence. Seeing no response from me, he moved his hands further up and placed his hand on my right melon and starting sizing it in slow circular motions of the hand. My buds started to grow erect and. ”When she was finished, she ran out to the SUV and hauled in the last suitcase. Edgar had hauled the rest.“Thank you, Edgar.”The whirlwind coasted to a stop, handed me an envelope and wound up again ... kitchen ... refrigerator door opened and shut and mayhem in the kitchen commenced. She came out with a bologna ‘sammich’ with every bit of trimmings she could find and a glass of milk. I was just opening the envelope.The letter read, ‘Your turn. She told me about New Zealand ... Nine years old?. It had made her knees weak. She’d backpedaled quickly into the office, where she left the note from Mrs. Thompson, and then ran back to class, where she arrived panting, and not all just from the run.So, as Cathy followed her Uncle up to the access port for the conduit, she was looking at his butt in the tight jeans he favored, and wondering why she’d never noticed how shapely and hard that butt looked. Then she blushed as she realized what she was thinking about her own Uncle. Then he bent.