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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 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 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 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 of them walked outside, leaving Loretta alone with the dishes... and the scraps that would be Amateur Porn 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... Tan Lines 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 Tan man said in a very calm, almost reassuring voice. “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.” He made a gesture with his hands as if he were pointing to something. “Beautiful women, on the other hand, get hit on all the time. They know that they are beautiful and that men want to get in their pants or just be with them or whatever. It happens all the time, so they also recognize a con’s bullshit and realize that he really wants something else.” He pointed directly at Loretta and said, “ALMOST beautiful women, however... they... they so much want to be seen as beautiful that the first man who comes by and tells them they are truly beautiful bowls them over... sometimes literally.” “Do you recognize any of these men?” he asked. Somehow eight pictures appeared on the wall. Her beloved William was one of them. “Oh,” the warden said, raising Short Girls his eyebrows, “so you do recognize one of them.” Michael’s image now filled the wall. “I don’t know what name he used with you,” the warden continued, “but his true name is Jorge Hernandez. He was once employed by British intelligence, but has since gone... free lance. His British code name was Romeo because his specialty was romancing young, almost beautiful women and convincing them to betray their countries.” He paused and looked directly into Loretta’s eyes before saying, “He was very good at it.” “No! No! That can’t be!” Loretta yelled at the Brunette seated man. He did not answer. He put his hand around his hard cock and started to move it faster and felt how this made it feel even better. Nice shape, modestly low cut, little black cocktail mini dress, black heels. The guys looked intrigued, but I could tell they still didn’t get why I invited them over here, and perhaps rightfully so. If fact... “the talk” became really a form of “show and tell” sex education. I felt slimy watching her, but I couldn’t resist. 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