"I'm getting too old for this," Sierra grumbled morosely.The younger girl sympathized, finding it incredible that her companion had lived this life fo... as long as she had.A week later, in the lounge, Grace had been serving drinks all evening to Nabu, a visiting trader from Caliban. The vast country located in the northern hemisphere still hosted a thriving slave trade, and it was renowned as a source of cheap labour. The Oceania authorities placed heavy import duties on their goods but with lax. She explained that at times she likes to go back and read some of them and have nights of self pleasuring. She got up from the bed, collecting up her diary and condoms, and made her way out of my room bidding me good night as she closed the door. Exhausted, sore, and still leaking cum I laid on the bed and passed out without any effort.My eyes flew open as lips pressed against mine, my body relaxing as I saw the beautiful face of my girlfriend was attached to the lips. She was completely naked. She stepped up behind me and said, “Don’t be goofing off; the warden needs to see you.” and walked away.She could have said anything but just knowing the warden wanted to see me was enough to make me go as slow as possible. I picked up a piece of chicken with the tongs and looked at it. Sitting it back down, I picked up a leg and studied it. I sat it back down and picked up another piece.That bitch zapped me! The breast flew up in the air, tongs hit the sneeze guard, and I let out a yelp while. ” ”Hi, Paul, sit down” he said. My cock was throbbing in my shorts, my heart beat pounding in my ears. I sat next to him in silence for what seemed like an eternity before I moved between his legs and lowered my face down into his lap. I moaned softly in delight when my lips touched him and felt him swell. His manhood felt incredible against my lips and tongue. I lustfully, maybe even lovingly, explored his cock’s head and shaft before taking him deep and feeling his engored head press against.