A slow build-up works best for me, and she doesn't have the patience. Like earlier today, she came into my room to tell me I needed to take a break fr...m my research. My thesis isn't due for another six months, so I knew exactly what she really wanted.I pulled her onto the bed beside me, and we started making out. We went the full nine yards (or 823 centimetres if you prefer) stripping each other's clothes off, groping each other's tits, asses, and pussies. We licked, kissed and sucked each. .. well, Bob just came in your pussy didn’t he? I’m not so sure I can do what you ask. That’s sort of gross.”I winked at Trish, and she lay back and spread her legs. A small rivulet of cum had already started to ooze down her slit under the force of gravity. I hadn’t done this except with my own cum, but I moved right into her pussy with my mouth and started to eat her out. It was time to stretch some of my own boundaries, especially if I wanted those around me to stretch theirs.I’d prepared. It was another thing entirely to open himself up, press back and offer his virgin hole up to the big man. He clenched his opened asshole, sobbing uncontrollably. If he did this, if he let Kyle fuck him, that would be it. He would be the prison bitch. God only knew how many men would fuck him over the next few years. It all started here.If he wanted to, Kyle could push in anyway and fuck James right there, whether the other opened himself up or not. But Kyle liked it best when they helped with. I began tosearch for custom corsetiere. Off-the-rack would never work for me. Ihad nowhere near enough available money for one yet, but it was good tostart finding options.I also e-mailed a few seamstresses in the area to see if they hadavailability to make me some new clothes. I knew off-the-rack clothingwouldn't fit my body either. It was bespoke or nothing for me from nowon.Mostly I just caught up on world events and waited. I couldn't do muchuntil I existed as a person again. I knew the.