Her asshole opened up from the reaming and I was then able to slide my cock in and out with ease. I was convinced at that moment that she had been but... fucked before. I marveled at her shapely hot ass as I watched her impaled on my cock."Walt please don't, I don't want to do this. Please don't cum in me," Bonnie acted again but not as urgently this time.Once again I ignored her pleas and I picked up the pace. I could feel my own orgasm approaching and I knew it would be a big one since I was so. Jeannie devoured a thick Juicy steak, another item in short supply at the prison. Jeannie next week was very busy including an appointment with her gynecologist who told her that she was fine except that the muscles in her vagina had been stretched and weakened. They would get better but she would never be as tight as she would have been. She also met with her lawyer who had attended to her affairs while she was away. The week was euphoric. Jeannie caught up on her business affairs and. The smell of spoiled fish, or the smell of a broken gas line. It’s funny though. Ever hear the saying, ONE MAN’S GARBAGE IS ANOTHER MAN’S TREASURE?? She looked at me with a knowing smile. There was a gleam in her eyes and her face reddened. ?Well yes Max, I have heard that before. Are you calling my feet garbage?? she teased. ?No I’m definitely not Sara. I haven’t even seen them yet.? ?But what about their foul smell Max? I’m not sure you could handle it?? . I sure as hell was.“Okay,” said Maria, “but...” she giggled... “we gotta be back in our room ... by tomorrow morning, for when our plane leaves.” Dawn shook her head, looking down, almost seeming embarrassed. Dave and I laughed.“We can probably manage that,” said Dave, and stood, presenting his arm to Maria. She took it, and as I stood I felt Dawn slide her hand into mine. Shit, I thought, this isn’t even work. I like a little bit of a challenge, but this was falling into place pretty damn.