He quickly complied, his thumb sized dick wagging the while. I pulled my cock from Joans mouth. She gasped for air. Get down there and suck Ernie. Suc... your husbands cock like the bitch-wife you are. I commanded. Ernie suck her cunt good while I fuck it. Joan got down on top of him smothering his face with her wrinkled fat thighs. Getting behind her white wrinkly ass I fed Ernie my cock. Wheres the lube? This bitch is dry as a bone I asked him. The tube appeared in my hand. My mother in law. It's only a few more months and with Samantha and I sharing a cell and being together all day, I think it's going to be a lovely seven months! I'll have to take half a dozen floggings of course, Lord knows how many canings and fight more women, but all that is nothing and I don't want you to worry. I'm a very tough young lady after all I've been through, as I hope I just demonstrated! After I'm free, we can tell the world what we know. But until then we keep very quiet and pretend we know. Her breasts were high on her chest, not large by any means, but were in proportion to her slight frame. She was one of those lucky girls whose natural colouring allowed for easy tanning in the sun. Her hair, although held in the regulation bun, had a luxurious burgundy sheen. Suzanne would be a stunning woman in a few years time and, with her natural mischievous nature, was likely to be a real handful. “Slip the straps off of your shoulders and turn around.” Suzanne hurriedly did as she was. I don’t want him getting suspicious.”Joey, who is 24, 25, around in there, gave me exasperated, “Lady, I been hustlin’ for 15 years. Don’t sweat it. Expenses too?”“Yeah. No more than $50 a day.”He would earn $15 an hour from Banyon. No benefits, but no deductions either. The cash society.He actually did okay, did take his time. After-work beers. That I paid for. Plenty of pussy talk. Joey said, “He’s scoring some old rich broad. Money out the wazoo.”Later, “She’s hooked on him, can’t get enough.