‘Hello Eric.’ Eric stopped cold at what he saw. Gianna Kulani Visconti’s face and voluptuous body greeted him, in place of Ariel’s. ‘Gianna....What the hell is going on here? You almost hit me on your way outta here like five minutes ago.’ Gianna took a step towards him, placing one carefully manicured hand on the wall. Eric noticed with a jolt that a portrait of himself and Ariel on their engagement day had been hanging in the very same spot. His eyes darted around, but the framed photograph was. ‘Do we get given new clothes?’ She asked in a slightly perplexed voice. The answer was a small nod from the pale, leanly muscled individual, he had grey hair combed down his back and along his chest that framed an angular, handsome face and dull green eyes that held a deep sorrow. He held up an open palmed hand in a gesture of patience and sat down against the wall of his cell, eyes closed. Abby had no choice but to wait so she sunk into the tub, thoughts racing with unforseen possibilities.. I could feel my cum oozing out of her pussy and my penis was still inside her. We kissed like maniacs after that and then decided to get into another romantic act in my bathtub. She just wrapped a towel around her and I carried her to the bathroom. I got a few scented candles and lit them in the bathroom and also put rose petals in the bathtub and filled it up with warm water.In the soft glow of the scented candles, I disrobed the towel that she had wrapped herself with and helped her into a. Her smile could and did melt me every time I saw it; she easily had one of the most captivating faces I had ever seen.This day, she was wearing a thin and well-worn red "The Rolling Stones" t-shirt, a light brown corduroy miniskirt, and a pair of matching red Chuck Taylors. Her bangs were pulled and pinned to the side with a red metal barrette. As she often did, she chose not to wear a bra and the thin cotton of her t-shirt left little to the imagination.The day was lovely and we enjoyed.