The produce from our bodies lays all around us, all over us. We both use our hands to wet all exposed flesh. I am careful to keep your corset dry, I s...ill have plans for that later. As we suck on each others fingers, we do not care which taste originated from whom, we just know that together, we produce a delicious mixture. All the while you are slowly raising and lowering your cunt on my cock. I know for the fourth time this afternoon I am about to shoot my spunk again, and tell you so. You. The next thing I knew was that he was doing to me what I'd done to him, kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. My breasts had always been exceptionally sensitive, and soon I was squirming with excitement, once again in the grip of unmanageable joy, until at last I took my darling's penis in my mouth and shared my contentment with him.It was a few days later that Vincent saw me coming out of the bathroom naked after a shower. It was nothing unusual — I made no attempt to hide my body from. The next day, we made dinner as usual,but Eric didn't talk much. He was, however, stealing more than the usualnumber of furtive glances at my breasts and legs. When dinner was overand we had cleaned up, Eric lingered a bit longer than usual but finally, quietlyexcused himself. His difficulty was showing quite readily. "Eric," Iasked, "would you like me to go with you?" He looked at me asif the light in his eyes had been turned on. He gave me an impish smileand replied, "Yes, Ma'am, please." I. I got to my destinationand the guard told me to stop."Lights on cell A24!" shouted the guard, and the lights inside the cellburst on. Inside, the inmate - known as the b**st - growled as the brightlight hurt his eyes. He cursed until his eyes adjusted and he spotted me. Iexpected a smile, but his face remained cold and emotionless.The other inmates were attracted to the light, and when they saw me theystarted cat-calling, howling and hurling abuse. I turned toward the b**st,putting my ass to.