A couple of moments later, she returned. She stood behind me and set the drink down on the table over my shoulder. As she set the drink down, our bodi...s brushed together and I couldn’t fail but notice the spark. I’d never expected anything like that from another woman, but there was no denying it. She glanced at me as she sat down across the small table from me and we smiled at each other. I could see in her eyes what she was thinking, and I had to agree. We continued looking at each other. She. I want to enter you, but don't bite down, K?" I whispered. She never removed her head from the dark haired man, I couldn't tell if she had nodded or changed her rhythm. During my pause she wrapped her hand behind her, grabbed my ass and pushed me closer to her. That was all the urging I needed. My arm tightened it's grip on her waist as I teased her entrance with my tip. Matt let out an irritated growl. "Jaysen, quit teasing, and screw her. Corrina slow down, you're going to make this end far. Like I said, she did write and that fairly often. I did know what was going on back home, and I had gotten a picture of my little girl. She’d sent it as kind of an early Christmas present. I so loved that baby. Daddies always adored their baby girls; it was nature. I so wanted to hold her. It killed me that I never would. She’d be grown up, well a lot, when I got out, even if I was lucky enough to get an early parole. She was already almost two. Damn!The siren sounded and the cell doors opened. .." I say, unable to think correctly. "Come on, I went over this in class. You know this." I try to think and it hits me. "Its- its the deltoid?" "Good girl. Now, there are three muscles in the trapezius and the deltoid. I taught this in class, so I'm going to point it out on your body, and you're going to tell me the name, okay?" "O-okay," I stutter as he trails his hand to my back. He rests his hand near my shoulder blade and presses it. "What is this muscle called?" he asks. "It's... it's.