Her right foot was on the floor. She worked herself hard on my fingers. With some condsideration I touched my thumb to her anus. "Uhhhhhh..." was he... vocal response as she arched her back. Encouraged, I slid my very wet thumb into her bottom as deep as I could go. "Oh god yessss daddy. Aww yesss...uh uh uuhhhhh. Let me fuck your hand" Her voice a loud husky whipser. I was stroking and tapping where I knew her g spot must have been and kept my pace steady. My thumb pushing deeper into her. "Sounds like she's a bitch. She's out there living it up. And you're in here. Man! That's a bum rap. When is your appeal due up?" Jim said."I don't know. They won't tell me anything in here. Don't you remember? Nobody has any rights in Olowasee prison. Were dead when we walked in the door, so I was told." Kevin said"You got that right? Were in hell hole."St. Andrews Park was forty miles away from Olowasee. Their Linda sat down in her living room going over the insurance papers she'd received. ’ He included a photo of my wife in a sexy red dress with the text.I called my home number as planned, but there was no answer after almost a dozen rings. It seemed that she wasn’t at home, so I called her cell which went straight to voicemail. I didn’t leave a message.Almost two hours later, I got another text message. It read, ‘second base’ with an attached photo of my wife’s dress pulled down to expose her breasts. She was sitting in a stranger’s car, judging by the interior, with a baseball. My vagina is now fully wet and ready for anything. I am close to my first orgasm. Angela puts a second finger in and massages the top of my vagina. She hit just the right spot and I yell “omg” when I have a massive shaking orgasm. The water sloshes over the edge of the jacuzzi and I feel Angela is a bit surprised by my orgasmic explosion. I breathe deep and try to get back my composure. After a minute gently rubbing over my own breasts and looking at Angela taking her bathing suit off I am.