You’re obviously already horny with how much you were begging for this, but just concentrate on your numbers. Let your arousal and my voice and ever...thing else just float past you as you count down.’ And I do. I’m doing what she says, avoiding the distractions she’s listing (and there seem to be so many, one after the other) because doing what she says leads to being tranced and being tranced feels so nice and . . . She warns me not to let my thoughts distract me from my numbers either. 107 . .. .Jeans ke uper se hi..Abhi hum log mood me hi thi..Tb tak hamar dinner aa gaya..Mai usse le ke andr aaya rekha ..Bt aab sex control se bahar ho gya tha..Hum dono sidhe bedroom me gaye aur wo bed pe jate hi let gayi.. Aur mere uper aake mujhe kiss kerne lagi..Maine uske panty ke uper se hi uski bur ko sehla raha tha..Aur wo mere lund ko regad rahi thi.Maine uski red panty bhi utar di.. Aur panty k andar uski red choot jise dekhkar mai apne hosh khone laga….Aur wo mere kapde utarne lagi.. Aur. “Back off Turk, he’s just a little kid!” The other man said nothing. An arm came out from the cell and it held a mirror in it. Mark knew that the mirror was used by prisoners to see down the corridors and around corners. Everybody had mirrors in jail, it was a necessity. “Kid, why are you running the plumbing so much?” “I’m thirsty and the water is all dirty,” Mark told the man next door. “You’re figuring to drink from the toilet?” asked the man. “It’s the only water I have,” Mark. The clerk passes a note to Lidia; it's a request to deliver the transcript of record to the judge's chambers for review ASAP. Luci and Lidia exchange knowing looks: transcript review indeed: the Honorable Judge wants a "colon cleansing".Lidia enters the judge's chambers without knocking, and as she expects, the buxom jurist is waiting for her, kneeling on edge the of a leather couch, her robes hiked-up over her sumptuous hips. Her nicely-rounded behind is oh-so-deliciously framed by the straps.