As we engulfed each other that night, I longed to see if you would enjoy it as much as the girls in the magazines. Daring to try, I kissed my way down...your body, sucking and teasing your familiar nipples before moving lower. As I kissed the sensitive areas on your tummy, you moaned and arched your back to greet me. Oh…how I loved your reactions. Unfortunately, as I kissed along the line of your pubic hair breathing in the scent of your sex, you realised my intention, and for whatever reason. Both obviously worked out and looked after themselves by eating healthily. Still. The point here was to have her fear for her sister. After reading the extended notes I had received earlier I learnt that Tricia was the more protective and sensible of the two. It would be in her nature to think of her Sister before herself. If she could see that her Sister had been broken there would be nothing left to fight for other than to make sure she can keep her Sister safe. Using that I could get Tricia. Grief for my dead wife filled me, transforming in to lustful longing for my sweet baby girl.Another guard unlocked her cell and she walked to me with a predatory grace, hooking her arm around mine. Warmth flushed through me. "Let us depart," she purred. I nodded, and let her lead me away.They were bringing in another prisoner whose eyes lit up when he saw my daughter. He was a big guy, arms covered in tattoos, head shaved bald. "My Goddess! You got to help me!" he pleaded.We walked past him. My. “There she is,” she whispered into Violett’s ear. “Let’s play.”“Nnmmh?” cooed Violett with a broad smile. “You want some of this? Hmmn? You wanna bump some fur?”Dana responded to Violett’s taunts with her kisses. Her lover’s teasing remarks were tugging urgently on her desire. “Time for some Angel food.”“Yeah? ... You want some fuck, don’t you? ... Gimme some tail,” She lifted her butt, into Dana’s needful flesh. “It’s yours, puss.”Dana welcomed the offering, pushing and bumping her hungry.