As they drew nearer the unmistakable sounds of sexual activities came from the lowly lit interior of the cabana. Marie shot Evelyn a mischevious glanc... and put her hand over her mouth to suppress a giggle. As the two women squared themselves to look into the open window, Marie choked back a muffled scream. Her eyes were fixed on the ecstatic face of her husband whose ample cock was sliding in and out of the hungry mouth of Jim, Evelyn's husband. She looked shocked as she stared into Evelyn's. John’s hand still lay across hers, but not insistently, only following along as she pressed and tested, rubbing her hand back and forth experimentally. All the while she watched his face, saw the corners of his mouth tighten, his jaw clench, his tongue dart out to wet his lips. Inside his jeans his cock swelled and hardened, and she traced the impressive ridge with her fingers. Just as she was about to search out the zipper of his jeans, he moved her hand away, settling it on his thigh. John’s. Ten years with chance of good behavior. If all went well, Michael would be out in five years. The worst part was not being able to say goodbye to friends. Not being able to have sex with any women before being thrown back inside.Whatever you hear about prison sex is all true. You can be a bad motherfucker and still get your ass drilled. When Michael did his first stint in jail, his prison cell mate Jacob was a horny son of a bitch. The deal was if Michael had sex with him, Jacob would offer him. He removed two ankle cuffs, a spreader bar and three short lengths of chain. Returning to kitten, he crouched down and secured the spreader bar, forcing her legs wide apart. The next step was to unclasp the wrist cuffs from behind her back and reattach them to the short chains. The other ends of the chains were secured to rings on the posts about three feet off the ground, forcing kitten to bend at the waist with her arms outstretched to each side. To insure kitten’s immobility, her Master.