"You felt that too father?" Lucy moaned. "What was that? I felt a… A bedeviling urge to… "To fuck her," a deep mystical voice whispered in Anthony...s ear. Anthony quickly turned to his left and then to his right. He noticed Lucy leaning back on the wall with her hand in her panties furiously rubbing her clitoris. Everything seemed hazy now, slowed down, his breaths getting heavy, his heart rate slowing. He felt as if he was moving under water. He moved his hands to his pant's zipper and pulled. There is another design aspect of the cell I would like to highlight, because I continue to marvel at it whenever I spend a few moments down there. The depth of the little concrete box, three-quarters buried in an escarpment, with the walls and door further sound-proofed, gives it an eerie sense of quiet. The boys who stay here exist, if I so choose, in total silence. I pull down the sleeping platform, and rest a moment on the mattress. I remember past occupants of this bare box and think of. ..the best part. My wife and sister K are very good friends and when my sister comes to the house for a weekend the two of them go out a have a few drinks. Well, I know they will be out all hours of the night and that's when I love to foot fuck my wife. Home they come at 3:30am and fall asleep on the spare bed fully dressed, shoes ans stockings. I need to foot fuck in a very bad way. So I decide i'll take a chance with my sister in bed with her, she'll never know. So, by the light of a night. The only thing was, she stopped at my desk. My heart stopped. I thought she saw me checking her out. She looked at me with a sly smile then kept going. I didn’t know what to do, I thought she was going to say something to my boss. I was freaking out. Next thing I know she’s walking out of her husbands office right towards me. Instead of saying anything to me she walks right on by, but throws a small piece of paper on my desk. I didn’t open it immediately but curiosity soon got the better of me..