"So what brings you to a strip club, Amanda?" Well its always been my fantasy to have a dancer make love to me in a club and not care if everyone watc...ed us... So are you gay, Amanda?" I'm not, I think I am getting in touch with the fact I just enjoy my sexuality weather with a guy or girl."Well, you are certainly sexy, woman. I know that just about every dancer here would love to dance for you."With that she stood up in front of me. She moved so she had one leg between mine, holding my knee. We stumbled around between the rocks, and we soon found a small patch of sand, as we stepped out onto it, both our eyes caught a sight of a naked arse, about 20 yards away, pounding away, to the left of us. We stopped and watched, not wanting to get involved.We could clearly see his balls hanging down and slapping against her pussy. She with her legs held wide and open.We stood there, with my partner in front of me, and wrapped my arms around her front and cupped her boobs in my hands, and. Grace even gave a sob when she felt Gladys behind her and the dildo against the entrance to her pussy. Thankfully and to Grace’s surprise Gladys worked it up her vagina very slowly and because of the oil she had put up herself it did not scrape the walls or hurt her.GRACE: This lesbian scene of a woman on her knees being fucked by another woman had not been painted by me but I stored it up in my mind for another occasion and concentrated on the new thrills that were beginning to start. Whilst. “Good. That’ll help our man, right?”“Maybe, hopefully,” he said.I was the only occupant of my cell, a fact which pleased me, especially now that I had been abandoned by my family. But while I was the only occupant of my cell; I was not the only occupant of the prison, or of the Kaibab. The worst of the worst were in level four, my level. Yes, there is a level five, but those inmates aren’t really alive anymore and actually have no hope whatsoever. I am in for maybe twenty-five years, but there.