I pulled Art down to the bed on top of me between my spread legs. We hugged and our warm hard pre-cum wet cocks pressed into each other leaving a wet ...rail. Our hands roamed freely, rubbing each other's flesh. His fingers felt like butterfly wings fluttering against my hot skin. I lay there as he kissed his way down from my ear and along my neck with little pecks. It felt good; I mean great, good, you know what I mean. Then he came up my neck to meet my lips. By the time he had gotten to my. .. and ... Daddy!” Jessica really let her dimples show now and the smile reached her eyes.“So ... we’re a bit more ... sober than we were, right? And we were ... extremely candid with each other yesterday. Far more than usual ... about some pretty wild stuff, wouldn’t you say? So, now, being sober ... we have some decisions to make ... about how we want to ... cope ... with this new awareness, this epiphany, about each other. See where I’m going here?” Mom addressed the elephant in the room. I stood up, tossed the cover on the bunk and followed her out of the cell. I leaned up against the cell door and watched her stroll down the hallway. There was something about the way she said my last name that spooked me. It was like a Russian dialect or something but it reeked of condescension and made me feel inferior to her.“Wear something sexy.” I called, as she opened the hallway door.“Sexy is not the attire, Mr. Darling, it is an attitude.” she called back, and went out the door.It was. In fact, he seemed to be thrusting faster and faster. She could feel the hard, round head of his dick, shoving brutally through the tight, wet folds of her cunt. She could feel her nipples rubbing against the rough fabric of the mattress as she was scraped roughly against it. The sensation was painful but also sent electric tingles through her chest and down to her cunt, tightening her grip on Mark's shaft as he came again. This time she overflowed, she could feel the cum leaking out as Mark.