As the black-stocking clad girl approached the security guard at the detention center, her heart raced in anticipation. She had escaped from an abusive situation and needed protection, even if it meant asking her own brother, who worked at the facility, for asylum.
The guard looked down at her, taking in the lacy black stockings that clung to her long legs, and the way her plump nipples poked through the thin material of her blouse. His gaze lingered on her full, rounded ass before he finally tore his eyes away. "What do you want?" he growled.
"Brother, I need your help," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Please let me in. My nipples are so sensitive and I just need to be close to someone who loves me."
The guard looked at her for a moment longer, his cock stirring before opening the gate.
