My slightly parted fingers rub firmly along each side of my clit feeling the blood rushing through the flesh throbbing against my fingers. With a quic... gruff of my fingers they are inserted steeling away slippery juices. They then find their way to my nose taking in the sweet essence that you draw to me and suck myself off of my fingers pretending that my sweetness is your cum against my tongue. All this while your cock, my vibrator, is deep inside gyrating on high pressing and taunting. One of her hands went slowly out to the mayor-to-be's pants, and she smiled as she crawled on her knees closer to him."Take out my prick," he said.She reached out again, slowly and deliberately. Her trembling fingers found the tongue of his belt and released it. Fumbling, she found the zipper, pulling it down to reveal the visibly pulsing bulge in the front of her husband's white jockey shorts. She worked his jeans slowly down the long muscular legs.Kicking off his shoes quickly, John nudged. I walked back over to him and pulled on his tie, loosening it and then pulling it free. I wrapped it around my neck as I continued to undo the buttons on his shirt. I reached his trousers and placed my hand on his belt as he pulled me close, I could see the nervousness in his eyes. I put my lips only millimeters from his teasing him before I kissed him with a burst of passion. I could taste the minty coolness of his breath as our tongues danced in each other mouths, I pushed him back making him. He started enthusiastically (I had not given him breakfast that morning), but was soon playing with the food, pushing it with the plastic knife from one edge of the paper plate to the other. He grazed on the chips by hand. After 90 minutes, I removed the left-overs. And that was it. In case my partner in this, or our solitary guard, should visit the cell and forget the timetable, I placed a precautionary warning sign on the cell door. ‘Strictly no solids’. The process of digestion took its.