"Do you promise then? Do you need to think about it?" No, step-sis, not as long as I could have full access to you, I see no reason to turn you down n...w." Good answer, now kiss me."I followed her command and pasted our lips together. All the while, as we made out, she calmly stroked my rod. I kept my palms on her melons and gave them quite a few gentle squeezes. I wasn't sure how long I could go on before she invited her mom in, but I thoroughly enjoyed our time together after her. The man sat there naked on a couch in front of that panorama-window, waiting for me. His dick pointing upward. He motioned me to join him on that couch. I did so and watched his big dick in anticipation. I finally couldn’t stand it anymore and kneeled down in front of him, took his big tool in my hand and moved the foreskin up and down. The skin of his dick was soft like velvet and after a short while I saw the first drops of precum leaking out of his peehole. I bent down to taste it, licking. The door closed. I had them strip, as they ascended the stairs, lots of low down shots, then I ran past them, and caught them from above. They were only in their underwear now, their nipples visible through the thin material of their bras. I zoomed in, on Suzie’s crotch, her pussy nestled behind the veil that was her knickers. Her soiled knickers. Click, click, click. I switched to Mum, photographing her. Her panties were if anything, even more soiled than Suzie’s. Crusted with come, he’s, her. He headed down the corridor when he saw the arriving inmates. The group was made up of the usual suspects – Black thugs, racist white boys, and a few Mexican gangsters. He thought nothing of them and went back to his duty. At lunch, Damon ate the tuna casserole, green peas, peaches, a dinner roll provided by the state. It was not anywhere near the best food he consumed, but at least it was something. He knew some more money would be on his books soon so he could hit up the commissary and get.