I fell into my chair sick to my stomach. Parole would be possible, if I were lucky. I was fucking sick.Weldon Yardley was the man’s name, the judge ...hat sentenced me to forever behind bars. Well, ten to twenty-five years seemed an eternity to me. I’d fallen into my seat at the defendant’s table when he’d pronounced it. My lawyer, Jesse Russo, a fine-looking Italian fellow, had tried; but he was too young to do for me what Clarence Darrow or Jerry Spence might have been able to do. But Clarence. He must have started to feel a bit guilty because he started to try to be nice to me, but I was in a state of shock at what I had just done and I just picked up my towel and ran back to my room.That night I laid in bed and thought about it. At first I was a bit shocked with what I had done, but then I started to get aroused at what I had done. I loved the things he said to me about being a dirty little whore and a little slut and telling me what he wanted to do to me. I got really hot ,. She offered me a drink but I was not thirsty. Instead I gave in to an urge to hug her. Her back had been turned to me and I latched my arms around her midsection. When I let go, she spun around and passionately kissed me on my lips. After a minute she broke the kiss with a look of shock.“I am so sorry! I should not have done that!” she exclaimed. To help her mind calm down, I went in for a kiss this time. Once again the passion returned. We sat on the couch making out like a couple of horny. .." Then, all of sudden, she came back to life and started gyrating her hips and ramming her cunt up and down to his monster dick. "Yesss.... I can feel it... Come on, Baby... give it to me...." Her face lit up in a kind of demonic glee. The meaty sound of the two of us beating our cocks filled the room. I heard Jeff moan and wasn't sure if it was the real Jeff or the Jeff on the screen. The two images became a blur as I watched him pumping his shaft and pumping Allie's pussy at the same time..