" He immediately replied that he would and i went to his house, my cock dripping precut as i thought about his hard cock fucking my tight hole. ... when i arrived we went to his room and i immediately pulled his pants down. His soft, thick, long cock hung heavily over a pair of low hanging nuts. I knelt and began licking and sucking his cock, feeling it become engird inside my mouth, until he was rock hard and ready to ride me. I told him that i couldn't wait any longer and he went to get. You gave me every opportunity to stop. I blame myself for what happened, not you."He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, nervously, his hand still on the doorknob. "Did you tell your husband? I mean, do you have to tell him?" I haven't had the guts to tell him yet but I think that I must. It's eating at my insides." Who else knows? I won't tell anyone. Can't you pretend it didn't happen?" What do you take me for? Do you think I'm a slut with no scruples? I have to tell him." I'm. So she spent hours naked posing for herself, photographing herself from every angle, close ups of her genitals and face, long shots of her entirety. She formed the visions in her head. A bombé chest of herself. A table with four Kalli copies standing as table legs to support a solid blood wood top. She imagined callipygian curves and decided that mahogany was the right wood. ‘If Goddard-Townsend could make eagle’s talons the stood proud all the way to the tip in the 1700’s, I can do it now.’. She tried to raise objections as to why she had been brought to this place but it fell on deaf ears, in fact nobody could hear anything as one of the inmates was in the process of climaxing as a young stud was busy burying himself deep inside her and the others looked on and applauded. A kindly soul approavched her and said “ don’t worry as most of us have no idea why we are here, or for how long, but you will get used to it I am sure”. “As your new here and not one of the young ones, it may be.