I let go of my cock, it was as hard and large as I remembered, and she took it starting a slow hand job. My god she is so beautiful. I couldn’t take...my eyes off her great tits, until I felt her mouth on the tip of my dick.“Matthew, I have news for you!” she said as she was doing this to me.“Uh, what is it, Katherine?”“I may be pregnant, and you are the likely father, how does that sound to you?”“How can you be sure?”“Since the first time we made love, I’ve not fucked your father very often,. I never had a problem in the local jail as most guys were there for DUI or domestic assault and pretty laid back as they were all doing minor sentences.About three weeks later I was woken up at 4am and told to pack my stuff I was going to my new prison, I boarded the bus for the long drive.The place was terrifying from the exterior, huge concrete walls, razor wire, and covered in snow, I almost started to cry on the bus but knew my sign of weakness would make me more susceptible to being. "You can still remember me doing that?" I nodded."I can, I've been remembering lots of the things my big strong brotherused to do for me, like taking me to the park and to my Ballet classand even sometimes to Brownies when Dad was working late." I watchedas Trish's smile slowly faded into a flat smile bordering on a frown."I suppose that you will just have to settle for a big and not sostrong sister now?" Settle no, learn to love yes, I decided last night, before I went tosleep, that I would. But you have to take into account the way the scouts use them. That’s where Scrapper messed up.” Matt assumes that’s Whitey’s scout name. She continues, “The halls are all bigger than a basketball court, some a little and some a lot. The cushion storage is in a corner of the hall. A couple of scouts go to the bins and pass them out by tossing them. When finished we toss them back to the people putting them away. It’s easy for us to grab and toss the thin ones like a large Frisbee, but the.