"Promise you'll never let me go Uncle," Amelie pled, a new desperate edge in her voice."Jamias ma petite, [never my little one]," I promised, suddenly...aware of how empty my life would be without her, of how easily she could destroy my life.I had to carry her from the taxi at five that morning, as we had caroused from bar to bar throughout the night, and deposited her giggling form in the middle of my King size bed."Are we home Uncle?" Yes my love, you're home now." Will you sleep with me. "No thanks, I prefer to lick my fingers clean."In less than eight hours, we had all but trashed our cell, piss wet mattress and blankets on the floor, soiled underpants and towels s**ttered, pubes clinging to everything, clothes and bedding strewn everywhere and the sweet, sweet all pervading aroma of man cum. The major plus though was that my cell mate had finally abandoned his homophobic ways and learned to embrace his true nature, and that was worth any flak we might take from now on. After. “Oh!” she cried out. “That feels so good. You know Rahul, my husband never did that. He believed that it was dirty to do so and I love to get my pussy eaten. Don’t stop!”My tongue darted in and out of her. I feasted on her soft pussy lips and lapped hungrily at her clit. With a loud gasp, she reached , groaning and sighing and pulling me against her so that my tongue stayed firmly planted inside her long-neglected pussy.“I want you,” Saira said after a few minutes, removing her robe and lying. “Do you want to go swimming so we can wash off this grass and sand? I think I’ve got it everywhere in me.” She giggled. “Yeah, okay” Joey agreed. “Here’s the thing though, these clothes we are wearing are the only clothes we have, so getting them wet might not be the best idea if it gets cold here. Do you see what I mean?” She rolled over and looked and Joey. “You want us to go swim naked?” Joey said softly. “Yes, but only if you want to, I’m only thinking about our best intrests. “Yeah, mom,.