I still lay sobbing, Mr Manning was at my side kneeling over me, he pulled me up by my arm, holding round me for a few moments until I stopped crying,...but to my amazement I was still unbelievably aroused by his touch.When I regained my composure he told me to stand up, turned me round to face the desk, kneeling behind me he started kissing the back of my neck, playing with my still hardened nipples, pinching them hard then letting them loose and each time he let go they hurt, watching me. . well, there is a bit of a spare tire. Actually, Buck calls it my fuck handle. But I would probably be a blimp without their example and encouragement.Anyway, without the bra, the form of my frankly awsome C-cup tits was very evident under the shirt, including my aroused little tips. I licked my lips at the image in the mirror and felt a little thrill. I put on some lip gloss and some eye shadow. I tousled my hair and tried another smolder.Yeah, I was looking good.I did a half-turn, hitched. "Hmm might have known my luck wouldn't last."The shiny cell room was an inch deep in pink fluid so Candy and Daisy sat feet up on the metal plinth. The young girl was a little embarrassed with her nakedness and used her arms to cover her chest and groin. Candy herself had little more on; just the short tight plastic top. However more confident with her body she had long ago stopped worrying about if her tits showed through a tight material or her butt poked from under a revealing skirt. Daisy. It was running down between her legs and into her ass crack. I reached over to get a washcloth and she stopped me and told me that if I make the mess, its up to me to clean it up and to use my own mouth! I thought she was k**ding at first but she wasn't so I leaned in between her legs and began slurping up my cream pie from between her legs. She raised up and told me to be sure and lick it from around her asshole too which I did. I had NEVER done this before and it was strange but fun at the.