Still I had to admit that itwas rather nice for a prison. But in spite of all the subtlety andcomfort, I wasn't deluded about the fact that a prison w...s indeed whatmy apartment was.For a moment I just stood there, then grimaced, dreading what was tocome next. Knowing that I still had to face the worst... or at least oneof the worst, trying not to think about what Gerner had said that Iwould need.Taking a deep breath, I stepped in front of the telescreen that covereda large portion of one wall.. I then got up and moved to a chair as Jeff started to kiss and fondle her more and wasn't long she bean to rub his cock. After a little foreplay Jeff undid his pants and pulled them down and I must say to both our surprise he was really hung,about 10 inches and nice in grit also.Before I knew Marcy had his cock in her hand and rubbing it up and down.In a couple minutes she slowly leaned over and started sucking him and I just set there enjoying the show rubbing my own cock.Marcy must have. She moaned in anticipation, long ago memories reminded her what was next."Take it easy, Eric ... it's been a while and ... Yee-e—e-e-OWWWW!"Her eyes shut tight and her white knuckled fingers grabbed the sheets and clenched them tightly as she waited for the pain to subside. Her ass felt like it was on fire."What's the matter, sis ... Old Rich Ronald didn't keep that passage plowed? Or you just getting' old and fragile?"It took a little effort to unclench her teeth and answer. Not mention she'd. And as much as she doesn’t want to leave the girl, Harper is needed downstairs at Damion McAlister’s side.Harper slips from the bed and showers and dresses, taking extra care to hide her package should something unexpected come up. Harper is about to leave when Anthe stirs. The girl opens her eyes and notices she is all ready to go.“I have to go for a bit,” Harper tells the girl. “Your father needs me. But feel free to stay. I wouldn’t mind seeing you when I get back.”Anthe looks at her phone,.