"And, I'm going to ravish you now, before you suddenly get sleepy on me and change my opinion."Mark laughed, his happiness reflected in his voice. "Th...t might not be a bad idea, Angel, along with the music and the liquor. I think I need something erotically stimulating."Again, Desirée kissed him, caressing his face with her soft smooth hands, while simultaneously her pleasure-scheming mind worked. She wanted this night to be so right, so full! She wanted to forget everything that she had. After we became a couple, slowly we began having intimate chats. I started sending her porn gifs and would tease her saying I would do the same with her. And she began to enjoy those things so one day while having sex chat I teased her with a big hard dick of mine. She saw my dick and was turned on. I assured her that it would be that big when I finally fuck her. After that it was my turn to see her and I asked her send me her nudes. She agreed and after a while a began sending me her nudes.. Everyone in the department sees her with lust and she enjoys the attention. Her dressing sense makes my cock salute her. She always exposes her cleavage and her belly . Wears tight jeans and trouser showing her ass tightly rounded.Coming to the story. We had friendship and quite a good one and we started chatting daily on WhatsApp. She sent me pics of her modelling in shorts , bikini , backless and this made me much more hornier. I texted her – ‘Babbe you look stunningly hot and beautiful , you. Amy gave up trying to achieve her own satisfaction. Her nerves were on edge. She couldn’t sleep. Her thoughts turned to Margaret. Where was she? Was she in a cell like hers? Was she ok? Why did Margaret think that joining the demonstration would be fun? Why did Amy joyously join in? Fuck! Fuck! She was truly fucked. Would anyone believe her explanation? More to the point, was there anyone in this prison that could communicate with her in English?Her demons hounded her well into the night..