She was now hog tied across the table and there was no way to stop us from doing what ever we wanted. Jim got behind her and took aim at her battered ...sshole while John readied his cock for her mouth. With one long steady shove, Jim was buried balls deep in her ass. When he bottomed out in her ass, she let out a yell and screamed “why are you doing this. This is supposed to be a willing thing not a forced situation. Please untie me and I’ll do anything anyone wants. I promise.” Jim replied “we. I heard keys and the door was opening, someone was coming in. I set the tray down gently and padded my way toward the living room and used the window reflection to see carefully who it was.I saw her at the same time I heard her heels on the wood floor. It was a blonde woman. A really attractive six foot tall blonde. Her hair was long and arranged attractively so it was flowing down her back and but stayed out of her eyes. Her blue jacket and skirt combination was elegant and conservative. It. This time both her cellmates hugged her and whispered soothing words. Her cries turned to giant sobs. The blond began to kiss her softly on one cheek. The older woman did the same. They stroked her back and cried with here. The blond pointed to herself and said “Marja”. She pointed to the brunette and said “Odette”. Amy pointed to herself and said “Amy’. They hugged and cried together wondering when their misery would end.About an hour later, the piss had dried on her jumpsuit. Amy was. Learning what another person finds erotic, finding that touch that makes them melt like butter in your hand, or mouth. The heat that brings to the everyday bedroom intimacy is something that can’t be beat. To have another man, or woman’s hand on your breast while your husband is behind you running his throbbing hard cock against your pussy. It brings a level or eroticism that just makes you squirm. She thought back to that first time. They were together only a year when she found herself.