After we said good byes that night...." She stopped to gather her words very carefully. "I went home, went to the bathroom, pulled my pants and thon... down, the cotton 'bridge" was completely soak, I got so horny, I did not contain my self and there in the toilet I started to play with my self."The images in my head of my friend got me hard. I started to get wet too.She continued almost whispering, "I can believe I am telling you this, but I had to get it out of myself, first that I knew you. Shit!“That was fun, darling,” Shannon said, lifting her pants and buttoning up her jacket.Well, now he knew how a woman felt when he orgasmed before her. “No fun at all,” he growled as she put his clothes to rights.Next day, she appeared at his cell again. Just the sight of her curvy body was enough to get his blood pumping south.Unbuttoning her jacket, she said, “Let’s see if the yesterday’s session refreshed your memory.”Her basketball-like mounds spilled out, and he remembered how delicious. “Thank god that scared the shit out of me!” he said. He fixed his pants and I fixed my skirt and weboth just sat there letting our heart rates come down which took several minutes.“I completely hate your husband orfiancé whatever the fuck he is.” he said.“Ahh you can be jealous, but don’t hate him.” I said.“I hate him I’m jealous of him, I wish there was some way I could get back at him.” he said.“Get back at him? For what he didn’t do nothing to you.” I said.“He get you. Fucking lucky. Phir me gita ko boli ki kya me tumhari kuch madad karu to boli ki didi joKarna hay kijiye but meri agg ko sant kariye phir mene gita ki chut me ungli dal ke chod ne lagi or uski boobs ko chus ne lagi to gita ne meri chut ko bhi chatne lagi or boli didi ap ki chut se kuch ajib si smell aarahi hay kya bat hay to me puri shock hogai or sochne lagi ki isme deb ka ras gaya tha or me saff bhi nehi kit hi to gita ne boli ki isme se mordo ki ras ki smell aarahi hay to wo baar baar mujhe puch ne lagi.