I was not put in the position of having to deal with any of the Hardys. It was my one and only set in stone requirement. It was respected by Tina and ...lory and hence things went smoothly. I do need to mention that Lance had negotiated with the Hardys to not bother me nor approach me nor embarrass me during the festivities. They had agreed. I figured they felt as strangely as I did about the situation, but of course I had no way of actually knowing any of that for sure.“Who give’s this woman in. Miranda who was recovering from her own intense orgasm watched as the couple in the bed beside her fucked. Caroline sitting on top of Sean's thrusting cock with her erect "dildo-cock" thrusting out into the air. For some strange reason that Miranda didn't fully understand she reached out and brought her sister's rigid "dildo-cock" to her lips and began to bob her head over Caroline's crotch. Miranda could smell the heated sex that was going on only inches from her face. She could feel her. But, then again, they haven’t yet done anything they said they would.After fingerprints and mug shots, a bundle of stuff is shoved into my arms and I’m led out to join other inmates. They’re staring, whispering among themselves, when I walk into the room. I’m scared to death and, can’t help it, begin to cry. A tall big black woman strides over and grabs my arm. “Shut that shit up or you’ll get your scrawny ass kicked.” She hustles me toward an empty bed. ”This is yours. The chick that had it. She saw the way they fondled each other and cradled each other in their arms. It looked, to her, as if the group was one big, happy family.She took special notice of the attention that Sandra, a tall blonde like herself, was paying to her husband. She was stroking Alan's hair with one hand and squeezing his knee with the other. Alan seemed to be enjoying himself. She could see him sliding his hand under Sandra's short dress and caressing her thighs.Soon the group began to disperse, and she saw.