‘If it wouldn’t be too much trouble.’ Brynn said, clasping her hands in front of her. ‘After all, then you won’t have to worry about me any ...onger, right?’ The woman rolled her eyes and sighed. ‘Very well then. Come.’ She motioned for Brynn to follow as she turned to walk down the hall. Her guards followed behind them about five or six steps back. Brynn didn’t mind the guards. She was too occupied with trying to figure out her end game. Ophelia had to have some sort of. Justin couldn't help noticing how her breasts grazed the counter. Her eyes flicked from his to her chest and back again. Breathing heavily, she rose and suggested she show him the house. Justin dumbly followed as she went from room to room."I can't go in there, That's Chrissie's room. It will be a mess as usual. My other daughter Vickie has that room across the hall. She's hardly ever there, I suspect she'll be moving out soon."Justin was hardly listening to her. His eyes were fixed on her arse. Thinking about all the women he had yet to investigate hardened his already stiff member, and as it shifted between her cheeks, Rachel whispered over her shoulder, "Did you really shove that baseball bat of yours up Latisha's ass last night? If you did, I'm sorry I missed it. I was really stressed yesterday, and those lovely orgasms you gave me really wiped me out. But I'm feeling much better now." She wiggled her ass against him, until he put his hand on her hip, and slid back until his. "I know that you secretly want to be dominated by another woman," said the voice. There was no way it could know that, thought Ani. She hadn't told anyone_. "...so I took the liberty of inviting one of your cellmates who wants to dominate you. She's on her way now." Ani tried her best to shout that she _really didn't want to lose her lesbian virginity, but all that came out were muffled screams. She half expected to get another electric shock for making such a noise, but instead her gag.