I talked to a friend of mine who worked in the same office as Brittany and he told me about a special work-release program that some inmates were in. ...f they were offered work they could get a special pass to be out of the jail for up to 12 hours while they worked. They would be escorted by a guard. The cost was based on how many men were needed.My friend Darrin happened to be a burly black guy and I asked him if he could arrange to be the guard. He looked at me curiously and wanted to know why. I couldn’t have scripted it better. His hands found her tits and roamed, his mouth found her nipples, and he went at her like a hungry man at a smorgasbord. Every time he called her momma she replied with something close enough that I was covered. He fucked her to three climaxes before shooting his cum in her. More than once she said “this is the best fuck in year, this is better than any man has fucked me,” and even when she came “unbelievable.” When he was finished I pulled him off of the bed. I have come here on your instructions. (My eyes still beading on her boobs and drenched shirt).HEM: Don’t try to hide. I know you and your intentions very well (following the direction of my eyes). YOU WRETCHED MAN! STARING AT MY SHIRT. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM? I CAN TERMINATE YOU UNDER SEXUAL OFFENCES, GET IT?Me (returning to my senses): Please do not do so, as my career will be affected (as I didn’t have any option at that time, since it was the onset of CoVID). I shall do anything you. "Cami, stop. It's me." DJ's voice never sounded so sweet."DJ? How did you find me?" She reached up with her other hand and let him pull her back in, launching herself into his arms the second her feet touched the floor."I just had an idea and it panned out. Are you okay?" DJ wrapped his arms around her, holding her against him as if he'd never let go."I am now," she said, snuggling into his arms and lifting her face to his.DJ couldn't do anything but accept the invitation, his mouth finding.