from her conscious mind and let her hands cup the tender flesh of her cuntlips through the fabric of her jeans.
'Ahhhhh…' she moaned as her palm made contact with her clit and pressed hard against it. She remembered the hot cunt that Rosita had mashed into her face. She remembered the taste and the smell. She remembered the shock she had felt at her feelings when her response to the other woman's love overwhelmed her, breaking her resistance and letting loose her passion.
Vivian opened the top of her pants and allowed her fingers to dip into them, brushing over her cunt hair and lingering on her clit. She was ready to dip her fingers into the pouting lips of her pussy when she looked up and saw the image of a sinewy matron looking at her through the bars of the cell. She blushed, not knowing what else to do.
'Not only are you a smuggler, but a sex fiend as well,' the woman said in an accusing manner as she opened the heavy sliding bars.
Vivian didn't say a word. She wanted to continue to finger-fuck herself, but knew that the matron would become angry if she didn't get up and do as she was instructed.
'Put your clothing in order, you little lesbian bitch and follow me!' commanded the matron as she stood back from the cell door.
Vivian did as she was told and fastened her pants, then slipped on her shower thongs and crossed the cell into the corridor.
Vivian followed the dark-haired, big-hipped woman down the hall of the cellblock and into the main corridor. They turned out past the large wooden admission desk and into the section with the offices where she had been searched in such a brutal manner. During the whole walk, Vivian thought of only one thing.
Am I a lesbian? The words of the matron had not only interrupted her thoughts, but keyed off an inner debate about her new status as a person. Was it really so evil to be a sex fiend or a lesbian? Wasn't it men like her father who were the judges of what was right and wrong? How could such hypocritical assholes be the Solomons of society?
The real meaning of her existence struck Vivian as the matron opened the door to one of the offices and entered.
I'm no more than a hot-blooded bitch! she realized as she followed the matron. My body's on fire and I want to come so badly. My pussy's ready to explode from all the fingering it had in the cell. Face it, Vivian Long, you're no more than a fucking bitch in heat and from now on all the pomp and glory of the Queen of England won't be able to change your need for cocks and pussies and assholes and titillating orgasms that leave you drained and fulfilled.
The office was lined with white closets, all of which were padlocked. A large padded table stood in the center of the room and was surrounded by smaller tables of the type found in hospitals to hold a doctor's instruments. The room obviously served as the dispensary for the prison.
'Take off all your clothing, wrap this around you and sit on the table,' the matron ordered as she handed Vivian a clean white jacket like the one she had worn from the Procuraduria.
Vivian unbuttoned the large blouse, feeling the tips of her fingers lightly brush her naked skin as she peeled it off. The same sensation swept over her as she snaked from her jeans and stood totally nude. She felt the hard cold eyes of the matron and instantly knew her jealousy; the other woman's body could never have the effect on a man that her own could. Vivian finished sliding into her jacket and assumed a seat on the table.
The matron fidgeted and looked away from the girl. It was obvious that she wanted to leave, but had to stay until the doctor arrived. She walked across the room to what served as the doctor's desk and picked up a magazine and looked through it.
Vivian restrained herself; she wanted to dip her fingers into her burning pussy and ease away the need she was feeling, but she also was certain that the matron would freak out. Maybe the doctor will fuck me, she thought, lying down on the padded table, raising her knees up and opening her thighs wide, hoping the air would cool her cunt off.
'Good morning, ladies,' a strong masculine voice said, filling the room. Both women looked up instantly to see the doctor. He was young and vibrant, over six feet tall with large gray eyes that were never the same color twice.
Vivian almost groaned as she saw him peer straight at her gaping crotch, wishing her pussy was shaved and clean like the little Mexican's had been. She wanted him to see all of her lovely well-oiled young cunt.
The matron coughed, trying to get the doctor's attention as he stood looking at the brazen hussy lying on his table. He had heard about her on his arrival, but had never expected to be greeted by her gaping pussy.
'Yes,' he said, turning to the matron as casually as he could.
'This one is a regular pervert as well as a smuggler! I caught her masturbating this morning. So be careful, doctor,' the matron said. 'You can reach me at the desk when the examination is over,' she said as she crossed the room, shutting the door on her way out.
The doctor waited a moment and then locked the door behind the matron. He was young, and felt his cock stir as he looked back at the girl lying so boldly on his table. He walked closer. When he got to the edge of the table, he reached up and turned on the overhead light, making his view of the girl's hot twat even better. The fullness of the lips were tempting him and he liked it.
Vivian didn't say a word as she slowly allowed her hands to unbutton the jacket and pull it away, revealing her firm throbbing tits, peaked with swollen, suckable nipples.
'You're a beauty, a real fucking doll,' he said huskily. 'To hell with the examination. I've got something better than that in mind for you.'
'And what could that be, doctor?' She smiled wanting to feel the smooth skin of the young man and have him satisfy her need for a fuck.
He walked around to the side of the table next to the girl, took her hand and placed it at his crotch. Vivian felt the length of his hardening prick, and it made her tremble. It was the largest cock she had ever felt and it wasn't fully hard yet. She felt her cunt squirm as the fire inside it climbed to new heights, making her want to feel it pounding away as the blood rushed into her clit and pussylips.
The doctor began to tear at his own clothing with great haste. His eyes never left the girl as he removed each article; they roved over her pert tits and crotch, lingering on her lovely pouting pussylips.
'A lovely piece of ass,' he whispered, his cock jerking against the fabric of his pants. He undid them quickly, stepping out of them and slipping off his shoes, leaving all his clothes in a pile on the floor. 'I've never seen such a lovely cunt! It really turns me on, baby.'
Vivian gasped as he climbed up on the table with her. His hands reached out and pulled at the already hard nipples of her swollen tits. He maneuvered his body between her parted thighs, his prick jerking as it drew closer to her pussylips. She groaned as he pulled her flat stomach against his own firm belly.
'You're hot,' he said rather sharply.
'Didn't you hear the matron? I'm a sex fiend.' Vivian smiled.
'Well, then, you're in for one good fucking.'
'You really think you can handle a wanton whore like me?'
'Of all the men you'll ever meet in Mexico, I'm the best. Just because I'm a doctor, you think I'll come in a minute and lose this magnificent hard-on. Well, you're wrong! I'm not a one-shot bastard. I can fuck all day. Most women can't keep up with me. I hope you can!'
Vivian felt the sudden urge to cover up. Even though she was on fire, her moral judgment was trying once again to make her reject the need her body was feeling. His mouth pushed against hers and his tongue slipped between her lips while his hands touched her tits again and again. His long coppery thighs rubbed over hers, and his stiff prick poked over her smooth belly down to the mouth of her pussy as it leaked the juices of her own impatient desire.
I'm nothing but a raving nymphomaniac! she thought as she pushed up to meet the pounding prick.
The doctor was wild and fierce as he tried to find her hot dripping hole with his hard cock. He pulled her tightly against himself, crushing her tits under his hard chest. His cock moved over and wound the lips of her pussy, slipping this way and that down the well-oiled slit, under her pussy, brushing her asshole and then lodging in her hot cunt.
As Vivian lay on the table, her cunt filled with the doctor's long pounding cock, her thoughts turned to her
