But the women ran the place they were strict and I would say all sadists.This was my second day in the reformatory. It was 9am I had the morning showe....And breakfast. Was dressed in the mandatary day uniform. This being white shirt tie tight regulation black knickers. Over these super skin tight stretchy white cotton shorts. These did not hide erection but made them more prominent, and black canvas shoes.According to what I had been told also written in the regulations that I had not fully. A deep breath followeda long sigh before I closed my eyes and counted to ten. The imagepersisted so I stripped off my dress and tights, letting the teddy hangunfastened between my legs; those ugly lines its cups had cut into thetops of my breasts had gone, in fact the cups fit me perfectly just asthey had this morning when I'd put it on. Impossibly both it and mybreasts were visibly bigger - I had an impossible cleavage, dark andenticing.Jasper knocked, urgently. "Soraya? What's up, are you. "So how was it?" Both of them started to talk at the same time. They laughed."You go first," Amy said to Jill."All right, but you're not going to believe this." Oh another one of 'those' stories," Amy laughed, feeling excitement coursing through her already."Yep. Thursday night, I had a date with Reggie. It started out rather normal. He ate me, I sucked him and then he fucked me, all the normal stuff," she laughed. Then Jill stopped and closed her eyes and sighed. "God can he fuck." Come on!". I began the whole process over on the other leg, and by the time I was ready she was right on the edge of orgasm. As I placed the tip of my tongue against her tiny dimple, she cried out and by the time I had drug it up her slit and was tippling her clit she was screaming and gushing against my chin. I backed off for a moment and nipped at the soft spot where the buttock joins the back of the thigh, like a sheepdog with its charge, though I very much doubt that any sheepdog had ever banged any.