Mrs. Walston and Bonnie both grinned. Mrs. Walston then proceeded to mark the hem and make a few marks for some minor alterations."When will 'she' be ...eeding this, ladies," asked Mrs. Walston. Jennifer replied, "Is it possible that we could pick this up this evening, just before you close?"Mrs. Walston then took another look at the alterations required, and replied, "Certainly, just a little shortening, and a bit taken in at the waist, that should only take us an hour or so".Bonnie then. Ohhh ohhhh... Please no more I can't stand it." Sarah moved forward quickly and placed the stethoscope on his chest, he was perspiring heavily. She slipped her hand between his legs, deliberately brushing over his penis, before cupping her fingers around his testicles. She moved her head closer and whispered in his ear."Give me a nice big cough, there's a good boy, come along now." Even through his anguish she felt sure he was aware of the delicate fondling of his testicles. She moved back and. She tilted my penis up and down and the ball to check for the hurt. That was the first touch by a female of my manhood and it made my dick shot up. “Nothing to worry, I will put some oil” Aunt went in and brought some oil, massaged it on my dick. The massage was so nice, I could not control, and semen released from my rod with a force and few drop spilled on her face and neck. “Sorry, aunty” I apologized. “O.K., leave it, don’t go to school tomorrow and come at 9 AM for check up”. “Yes aunt”.. ." I choked up, unable to say anymore. She looked at me with her endless blue eyes."I love you too, honey. Be careful. I'll be back soon – as soon as a visiting day comes."With that, and a brief touch of hands, the guards hustled me away and through the first of several series of clanging and banging doors until I found myself in my new address. Level 4, Block 8, Cell 26. Somehow, I'd gotten a cell with a small, 6 inch window in it. I stood on the cot and looked out. I had a view of the prison.