Could she really feel herself not to be entitled? For Christ sake, she's not that different at all. She had also been troubled by some thoughts of letting herself to be less strict in regard of all this. But she simply couldn't imagine all the milestones. For a moment Sandra've been felt curious. By looking at the ones she knew, she couldn't say definetely wether it would've worked out or not. Seemed like Jenny and her son Rick got quite accustomed to that. Or at least, that's what Jennifer has been saying. She was all like, "no! it's not exactly what it seems.." But then she acknowledged some part of it, which was enough to get the picture. "So... have you two been having fun?" Sandy, dear..." There was a certain tension between two women. Jennifer didn't try to explain anything. Sandra didn't asked her to. But after sometime they returned to their usual talkative mod without any strict intention whatsoever to intrude into any detail of their personal lives. That's how Sandra. Her confined wrists were now resting on her mound of venus, faintly visible as a bulge against the too tight dress. Each guard grabbed an elbow and dragged her out the door, her feet scrambling for a hold as she was propelled down a long passage, past the charge office where she was stripped and searched by a female officer, although the whole procedure was observed by every male officer in the building. Defiantly she stared them in the eyes as the rough fingers ran over her body, into her mouth, a finger digging along her teeth in the back of her mouth. A knee moved between Vanessa’s legs, forcing her feet apart, opening her to the men’s stares. She did not see some of them holding their crotch in their hands, pressing against their unfurling arousals at the forced unfolding of her nudity. The strong wardress scraped her fingers down Vanessa’s spine and chest, pausing very briefly to rough up her nipples before sliding down, further down. Vanessa allowed a sharp intake of her breath.
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