He stopped for a short while and did not move. Then he started pushing forward just a little and pulling back just a little less. Loretta could feel the prick slowly filling up her insides. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it felt very odd reaching up so far inside her. Finally, she felt Harold’s body against her ass cheeks. “Balls deep,” he said roughly. “Time to start the engines.” Loretta wasn’t sure what he meant, but felt him begin to thrust and pull back, thrust and pull back, thrust and pull back pussy almost like a machine. The guard beneath her groaned loudly and spurted into her cunt, but Harold continued pumping... and pumping... and pumping. Her back soon became wet with the sweat that dripped from Harold as he thrust into her, but he continued his thrusts in and out... in and out... in and out. Finally Loretta was starting to wonder if she wasn’t, in fact, being fucked by a machine. But then Harold started making short gasping cries as he pushed into her. Loretta squeezed her ass cheeks tight around his prick, hoping to take him teen over the edge. It worked, and with a loud, groaning cry, he spurted within her and collapsed down over her back. He lay very still as if he were exhausted... or unconscious. After a few moments, the guard beneath her called to the others and said, “You want to pull Harold off so I blowjob can push this mouse off of me. I need to go out and grab a smoke.” The two other guards lifted Harold off of Loretta. His long, thin, prick felt strange as it was pulled out of her ass. One of the guard’s threw Harold’s clothes to him and the four blonde of them walked outside, leaving Loretta alone with the dishes... and the scraps that would be her supper. As she was standing at the counter, trying to find a little meat among the gristle, a soft voice spoke from behind her. She turned and startled, dropping the bone from her hand. It was the warden, sitting at the table... or was it her lawyer... or the judge... or the police officer that was in charge that first night. Somehow, they were all the same in her memory. “You are an almost beautiful woman, Loretta,” the man said in a very calm, almost reassuring voice. Hardcore “That’s the worst thing you can be in a place with secrets... like the PLATO project.” Loretta looked at him with tears in her eyes. “Ugly women,” he continued, “know if a man is coming on to them just to get something. They know they’re ugly and recognize a con’s bullshit when they hear it.” His other hand was wrapped around his own meat and was gliding the tip along my pussy. I scolded him, “No, it’s not useless. He just doted on Amber the lab, and volunteered teen to do some of the walking with her. True, the red and black corset Hardcore and panties are visible through the white cotton if you look pussy closely enough, but the stocking tops are hidden as long as blowjob I tug the skirt down and my nipples are fairly light coloured, so they can barely be seen. Including Marvin and his three roommates, who could have kissed Marvin if all of them weren’t so determinately heterosexual. “Well, it’s like when I’m so used to having sex and then it gets cut off at the source. I smiled, pulling her back down to kiss her and whisper in her ear, “Are we fulfilling blonde your fantasy, Donna? Was she doing this right? He met both women coming up the path as he returned from the bathrooms. Such questions rushed through my mind.