Her panties had already fell to the floor and she had stepped out of them. Now I sat down on the floor and she raised one leg up to where her knee was...actually on the counter. She pushed herself down on my face, grinding her pussy into my mouth, which was already good and wet due to my own saliva and the juice which was flowing from her pussy.I had been wanting to get with this girl for so long, I was in my glory. She was into it as well...she had been feeling toward me the same way, though not. "Eddie you're my best mate in this place and we go back a lot of years; wescratch each others backs and work the joint for a share of the profits;but if you keep talking about Michele like that in front of her I'llfucking well smack you!" Davey retorted angrily.Eddie laughed, "Ok, ok, don't get your knickers in a twist! She's yours;we'll settle the price later." Michele, go and see Charlotte and Mabel and get them to move your thingsout of here into Davey's cell in A block; I'll clear the move. " There was the clattering of a metal tray being shoved under the bars, kicked towards me so that the cold hard rice was caught and tumbled off to flake on the floor.I scrambled for it, catching the rice in my broken fingers like a living thing and pushing it between my lips. He watched me. Not smiling, not frowning, just watching. There was fruit on the tray, four sections of whitish-orange jackfruit. I picked them up carefully, one at a time, sitting with my knees against my breasts, my chin. When we got in, Adam got out more wine and beer, and we all collapsed in front of a recording of 'The wrong trousers'. I got a bit boring at this point, and started drinking just soft drinks, because the only way I'd be able to get home was by car, and I was definitely drunk, and needed to sober up a bit.Adam and Shirley started to snog on the couch while the rest of us cheered them on. When Joan and Gordon started to snog as well, Angela and I, even though we weren't, and up until that point.