I padded out of my cell with my makeup case in hand and made my way down the dim passageway. I deliberately tried not to look in the other darkened ce...ls but in the subdued red lighting I could see Carmel was kneeling on her cell floor and fellating a con who was sitting on her bed. His head was propped back on a mountain of fluffy pillows, his eyes closed as he enjoyed her ministrations.As I passed the end cell on the right I heard muffled yelps and couldn't help but peek. I saw a fat. I kept asking her if she liked when I licked her butthole, and telling her to tell me how much she liked it. I had the old bird shouting at the top of her lungs, “Oh yeah, tongue my ass, lick my ass, make me cum again” And then she did. She had been fingering herself as I licked her butthole, and she came for the third time. When she finished, I lined my cock up between her cheeks. I felt the heat from her anus, and poked the head of my cock inside. She let out a gasp as I inched my length. “How big is your husband?” I asked while rubbing the Lund on her cheeks. She felt shy and turned her face away. “Tell me Radha. How big is he?” I asked again. “Mmm….h o…h not as big as you. Just half of your size” She moaned. I got even aroused by hearing it. And I tried to insert my cock in her mouth. But her mouth was small to my thick cock.After lots of struggle I inserted1/4th of the cock inside her mouth and started too and fro motion and she co-operated to me well and I caught by her hair. I smiled as I bit down the urge to tell her that I am available. Hell, I’ve been available for a while. Two months ago, I ended a relationship with Roseanne Battles, a tall, red-haired and green-eyed British chick I met around December. Roseanne was adventurous and fun in bed, but she also had anger issues and a nasty habit of cancelling our dates an hour before we were supposed to meet. I only let a chick do that twice before I get fed up. I told her I didn’t want to see her anymore and she.