She imagined feeling Terry's nervous yet eager lips grazing the lips of her pussy. She imagined reaching between her lithe legs and spreading her cunt...open for him, imagined herself leaning backwards and opening her dripping pussy for her young son. She imagined his eyes when he looked up at her in amazement. She imagined putting her warm hand on his head and moving his face closer and closer to her downy twat.Sheila could feel her son's tongue moving against the sensitive lips of her tasty. She said she wanted to try anal with someone similar in size. I smoked it a little to make it moist, I floated on her ass and started to push it inside. Juice coursed through her body and she began to gasp loudly in excitement and pain. I didn't want her to disturb me by shouting, so I put a gag in her mouth. Equipped. A little more saliva and we're on our way. I may have started to be a bit pushy, but Jen was clearly enjoying it. The dildo was already inside after the tip and her ass had. The instant conversation was amazing. His life was interesting to learn about, perhaps because I enjoyed his company. His humorous outlook and seemingly laid back attitude was quite a switch from my husband's negative intensity. I learned that he was single and had had a messy divorce. His insights were great and he always made me laugh or smile. I so desperately needed that because my home had such a dark cloud hanging over it.I found that of all the people that I IM'd with, it was his smiley. Two that were always sexually active in the middle of the night were inmates Cece and Kay. As I would make my rounds, I would stand slightly out of view and watch them through the low light. I could hear their whispers and muffled moans. Only seeing glimpses in the low light my imagination would fill in the rest. I started by rub my cock through my uniform pants. At first I would stroke my dick watching and listening until the moment I was about to cum and make a run to the restroom to finish.