It hurt her as it stretched her open wide and deep, causing her eyes to tear. She could feel them running down her face. ‘Is this hurting you slut...?’ Amy yelled as she fucked her harder. ‘Uuuuhhhh!Uuuuhhhhhh!Uhhhh!Uhh!Uhh!Uhh!’ Amanda moaned, tears streaming down her face and her cunt feeling as though it was about to be ripped open. ‘Take it slut!Take it!’ yelled Amy, pulling Amanda back by the throat and choking her. Amanda began to splutter, gasping for air, her tits soaked with her. There were more young first time offenders in there too, theperfect material for making into your 'girl'. Plus myself and the otherseasoned lags could mange to get certain items sent in. The Governor ofthe prison knew what sort of things we wanted and why we wanted them.His attitude was 'if it kept twenty or thirty hardened prisoners happyand quiet ,then so be it'. So he turned a blind-eye to the clothes we ordered from the catalogues,paid for out of our drug earnings and other prison scams. We. She got down in between his legs and got a mini bottle of lube from her skirt pocket. Dylan started stroking Jake’s cock as well as Mrs. M squeezed some lube in between her breasts. “Oh God..I’ve jacked off to this fantasy for sooo long!” Jake commented, breathing hard. Dylan smiled. “Well, now you don’t have to jack off anymore. You can do this anytime you’d like.”He kissed him. Mrs. M squeezed some lube onto the head of Jake’s cock. He leaned back and moaned. It felt amazing on the head.. She pointed toward the couch and said, “Sit, sit.”I did. We drank in silence, letting the music envelop us. She sat the bottle down upon the carpet. “You read such obscure books,” she said. “Everyone thinks you’re a dusty scholar but I see something else in you.”“I do love to read.”“Of course you do. But sometimes—like today, for example, I saw a look in your eye that wasn’t altogether bookish.”Then she made a point of looking at me over her glasses. “Not to mention that *trash* you were.