Laying in the bed is a woman. My arms overhead leave me exposed, inviting. Dark brown hair falls soft on pillows. Deep brown eyes reflect an open hear... and love with a sparkle of desire. Sensuous red lips, parted turn into a shy grin. A slight blush rises to my cheeks, embarrassed by my own fantasy. Soft mounds of breast peek above the bra cups, contrasting with the red and black lace covered lingerie. They rise and fall, shallow breaths of anticipation and desire. Small rhinestones sparkle in. ??Wow that rarely happens in this cell block.? One-eight-six asked her neighbor about her night. She had been the mother to a white spoiled brat midget. ?You know the usual, dressing-undressing, changing her diapers, washing and breast feeding with the client watching and participating.??Breast feeding her?how!?? Her neighbor?s huge breasts reminded her off large perfectly round salami?s ?Five of us in this cell block lactate, sometimes mothering a spoiled brat midget but mostly with men who. "What? Where's my dress?" I folded it on the coffee table. I didn't know where you keep yourclothes," I figured that might be a good enough excuse that shewouldn't be mad."How the heck did you get me onto the sofa, little one?" Conni asked,now starting to come fully awake."The same way I used to do for dad. He was a lot heavier, but I was alittle stronger then too. I made a pile of cushions and rolled you upthere," I supplied. It's funny dad never asked how he got onto thecouch." You dear sweet. She made it a point to prominently make a swallowing motion as she said, “I love getting creamed in both ends.” Within minutes the room was empty, except the two of us.Jim’s hand was still in my sweat pants slowly rubbing my panties. My dick was still hard and a little wet. I turned toward him causing his hand to rub across the front of me to the other side of my waist sending a bolt of electricity through my body. He exclaimed, “You’re wet. Are you sure you don’t want to do something? You can.