I bought a new Escalade and a new Harley. After all, every guy owes it to himself to own a Harley. I devoted a lot of my time to making up for all the...good food I missed out on while I was in prison.I wasn't worried about putting on weight. Exercising has become a large part of my life. It was necessary in order to survive where I've been living. Even a medium security prison resembles a war zone. You let yourself go in there and you can end up very dead very quickly.Now I run in the morning. From the very start of putting on my cute skirt and matching blazer ensemble, my pussy tingled and was moist, if not wet, the entire day. Had I worn panties, I'm sure they would have been a sopping mess by mid-morning because I felt myself especially lubricate when being noticed by the guys. I actually felt a droplet running down my inner thighs and let it continue on its way down my thigh until it reached my stocking tops. It was a day filled with anticipation and excitement, and as it came. ”“I love you,” she said.“Darling, a thought, could you put the key down there sooner rather than later? If this guy phones and says he can’t make it, I could get into town much sooner.”“It’s already there love, I’m one step ahead of you.”“That’s what you think,” he muttered to himself as soon as the line cut.Barry turned off location services on his phone. Not that Diane knew how to use the cloud to find him, but you can’t be too careful. He locked up the house and set off into town. He parked. The better it felt for her, the more her legs would twitch and her abs would flex. I would eat her out with a passion, like we had agreed that I couldn't get any if she didn't orgasm on my tongue. My tongue would rub up and down her slit as I'd stick the tip of my fingers in her wet vagina and rub inside of her in circles. As I increased the pace of my licking and fingering, her legs began to shake. Kristen pushed her pelvis into my face so that her lips were grinding on my tongue with more.