It is a slight step up since even in the minimum security prison, the minds are generally small and it is better to not bother with most of the riff r...ff. The walls are yellowed beige and the food is not great, but the library is much bigger. He’ll only be here a little while longer if things work out as expected.“Hey Flaherty, you have a visitor.” The guard’s low voice booms out. He’s a corpulent man, bulging with low willpower against pastries and high will power for pumping iron.He grins.. ” The open hand slap shocked me! She screamed, “I am your Mistress and you are my pain slut! When I expect you to speak, you had better remember to address me as such or I will wear my hand out beating it into you!!! Do you understand?!?!” I quickly replied “Yes Mistress” and she made a motion to strike me again, but instead just tenderly patted my cheek and said, sweetly. “There. Now isn’t that better?” She then took the hem of my shirt and cut it open to the neck in one smooth motion. . Because he didn't say a word, or show any other outward signs to indicate that he was orgasming. And from the angle I was at in relation to Jim's body, I couldn't actually see his perineum area, or his anal area, to tell if those related private parts were rhythmically contracting, or not. And Jim just kept on humping away at a fairly steady pace, throughout his entire sperm-release. And that was something Jim never did, whenever he was fucking me. Instead, he would always inevitably "ram it. The man carved down in front of it like a pro, the break chasing behind him. Only when he got closer to the shore did the wave begin to collapse into a rushing jumble of whitewash. In one last effort to milk the wave, the man did an upwards turn, finding air momentarily while he jumped off almost comically.Cassie smiled, appreciating the good nature of the situation, plus the talent of something she hadn’t really seen much of before. Disappearing under the waves, the man’s board seemed to bowl.