I don't know when, but when I woke up, at around noon, she was gone. Characteristically, Ed was still asleep. He wouldn't be of any help... so I climb...d down out of my loft to see about cleaning some of the debris from our night of sexplay.I noticed that my computer monitor was on. She had typed out a note on my PC."Sorry. I didn't want to wake you. I think I tired you two out enough last night. I have to go meet my ride now. Don't worry I'll be fine. I left you a present. Hugs, kisses and. Hard ... stiff ... thick ... demon cock!”“You like that dick, too, don’t you, my little Arab Goth princess!” I teased Tala by sliding into other girls’ pussies for a few strokes before slipping back into hers.“Yes ... and it’s ... so ... good straight from another girl’s twat! Wow ... just wow!” Tala began screaming in her own dialect of Arabic, strong hints of profanity in her tone.“You’re not gonna be a good little Muslim girl anymore, are you?” I taunted Tala as I drove balls deep into her. The combination of Sydney's improved cocksmanship and his words sent me into orbit. I started coming and coming, far better than from a vibrator, better even than from Sydney's tongue. I was bawling even as my orgasms were popping like a string of firecrackers. Dimly I realized why. Sydney was making love to me. When I'd let him when we were first married, I was just not responsive. Martin and Darrel had unleashed my libido and now I was in heaven as my loving husband was doing what loving. She will have to serve all the guards witch come sitting and relaxing in a 8 hours shift 24 on 24 .She will be their personal playtoy forced to feed and wash them with her tongue and giving them all the pleasures they need on all times.Most of the time she will not be raped ,because they can rape all the standing whores outside their cells ,but forced to smile at them and let them do everything they wanted with her whole body.She must act as their wonton slut making very erotic posings and let.