.. Bruce, I can’t,” she said, panic in her voice.“You can,” I said. “We can.” My cock was rising at the thought. All of this talk of havin... sex with these lovely women was driving me crazy. I looked at her slight body, clad in that awful swimsuit, and my cock was fully hard.“Cassie,” I said. “My body is responding to yours; I think yours is to mine.”“I want to,” she said. “Kyle... wants me to.”I stood and held out my hand to her. She looked at it and slowly put her hand in mine and stood. My. The deepening water seemed to engulf her like an ocean wave, rising higher and higher, easing away her aches and soreness like gallons of liniment. In a few seconds, she caught herself falling asleep, sprawled in the whirling water, really relaxed for the first time since those horrible minutes in Marty Bondman's office.Also for the first time, she was able to clearly think about what had happened, and more important, what to do about it.She'd thought about calling the police--about putting. This time I tried another approach and tried to see if she would suck my cock but again nothing and I could tell I was affecting the atmosphere and that I wasn’t wanted. I went into the spare room but as I left I heard her whisper something to him which to this day I still haven’t found out.It wasn’t long after I left that they started up again and I was forced to listen from the spare room as he made her cum again. There was this black man fucking my wife in our bedroom and in our bed and all. He hands Snake his prison orange suit but gives Brent nothing to wear. The two are led into the general population where the guard announces to the cell block what took place in the showers. Snake is the new guy but not the new bitch. Brent, however, having arrive naked and just been fucked by one man and two bitches, is now the lowest on the food chain. The guard has Brent strapped to a bed by the inmates and the inmates totally shave his body, his eyebrows, chest hair, under arm hair, his.