We have procedures.’ The officer at the gate had followed me. ‘I don’t care about your procedures. I’m not leaving until I see my wife.’ I c...ntinued down the hall, looking at every cell until I found Crystal’s. ‘Crystal…’ I said leaning against the bars. I watched as she came to me. When she wrapped her arms around me I grabbed a hold of her tightly. My arms slipped through the bars so I could hold her. I kissed her forehead. ‘Hawk, oh Hawk.’ She cried moving closer to the bars. I wanted to. He was much thinner and less athletic looking with a bit of a stooped shoulder appearance. The thinning grey hair didn't improve the overall look much either.There was a good bit of old and mostly bad history between the two of them, and while Jeff probably wouldn't bother to piss on Dave if he were on fire, it was a bit sad to see how low in the world he had come down. The 'old' Dave always wore expensive European suits and looked buff and tanned as if he'd just spent the afternoon on either. Weather delays, a late arrival in Montego Bay and a shuttle to Negril before a short night – even though we slept in – had left us jet-lagged and groggy, but determined to enjoy our day.A bit timid on our first venture into public nudity, we’d chosen a resort whose brochure advertised: “Our beach and pool areas are topless; while full nudity is not sanctioned it does sometimes occur in the more secluded areas and is generally tolerated.” That sounded like us - at least to start with - and Kaci. “Ah… yes,” I moaned again. Jennifer had sat down on a chair right next to the door. She was rubbing her pussy through her pajamas. She had no problem in believing that her friend - who was so good and shy in school – was now getting fucked by her own Dad, and also letting her friend watch all this. I gave that slutty naughty smile to Jennifer when I saw her playing with her pussy. Jennifer was getting more and more comfortable with us. She took off her top and pajamas. She had no problem in.