Jail makes you desperate. I was spending a year in the same prison that employs my father. He’s a guard. The weird thing is, he was no longer my dad and was now a big dicked guard who gave me what any incarcerated female needs. Dick. Lots of it.
Would it be possible to fix these at all? The spot on the zipper is the only thing wrong with them, I just don't know how you'd go about replacing the zipper? Thank you for any advice :)
There you are. There you go. Good boy. See? We don't need any toys. All you need to do, the ONLY thing you need to do, is please me. And oh, you've made a wonderful start. Oh, no, no. Don't speak. Don't stop. You stay down there. Good boy.
