She’s twenty. She wants to get into organic farming, I told her maybe she could have an acre or two near the river, you know that swampy ground. And...... just listen and keep licking. She’s sexy, don’t you think? Those big breasts and all, and she has such nice energy, I bet you and her would make beautiful babies, and she’d nurse them with those great tits, and ... No talking now! Oh sweetheart, you could fuck her, she’s into you, I see the way she looks at you, so young and impressionable, she. Within reason, we’ll get you anything you ask for.”“How about a computer?”“That was another area I wanted to talk to you about. If I provide you a computer I want you to promise me a few things.”“Such as?”“First, you’ll not use it for hacking into other systems, or to do anything that could bring retribution back upon those of us who are trying to help you.”“I can readily agree with that.”“Second, you’ll work with the system here, and maybe with other prisons in the system, to streamline. Soon the room sang out with sounds of sex. Intense moans, sighs and grunts intermixed with words of passionate encouragement. “Oh yeah fill me up” “pound that pussy” “harder baby harder” “fuck her deep” the words blurred together heightening the mix and building to crescendo of climatic cries.I was hardly able to hold control. Rapidly approaching my second release as I pound away at my wife’s opening banging my balls against her swollen clit.“I'm going to cum!” Samantha squealed and I quicken. .. I let her decide what she needed. Finally after a couple minutes of uncomfortable silence, she turned to me and put her hand on top of mine. "Robert, can we... talk about us?" she asked softly, looking down as she spoke. "Yeah I suppose we should," I said. "Robert, I am so, so sorry about all of this. It was awful when you left me in the house alone. I cried all that night and all the next day. In fact I've been crying ever since. Please come home... I really need you and now more than.