Briefly as if caressing her, he stroked her left hand twice and then withdrew. He walked back to Forty and dropped something in his hand, "Fair exchan...e?" he asked.Forty nodded, and then together he and Ned went to leave the cell. Ned paused and whispered in Brighton's ear. "Watch her. Watch her like a hawk my friend and be ready." For what?" asked Hove. His only reply was the closing of the cell door.Nancy walked at a steady pace. She knew two things, firstly she was fully aware that Mr 'Olmes. Secretly I had wanted to fuck her. It was weird. She was a bit of a tramp and I was one of the few guys who never did get in her pants.?He probably isn?t home, normally the only time I ever see him is if he is on vacation or something.? Which was true anymore. Good news for my step mom was now that he was higher up in his company he didn?t have time to cheat on her like he had my mom. Bad news was she was frustrated. I had overheard her on the phone one time talking to her sister about nothing. We lay close to each other, faces inches apart. Our breasts, fully clothed still, rubbed against one another as our fingers worked. She played with my blonde bush as her thumb flicked over my clitoris. I repaid the favor on her somewhat darker carpeting.Our eyes silently screamed our friendship as we continued to service each other. Such a cold word, isn't it, for masturbating your best friend, but in a strange way we were prostitutes, giving each other sexual pleasure in return for payment,. ‘Mmmmm, good morning, Daddy. How can I help you?’ she purred, stretching luxuriously. ‘Fuck me,’ I whispered in her ear, and arrogantly inserted a third finger into her tight pussy. Her eyes expanded in surprise, but I watched her pupils dilate, proof of her roused desire for me. I nibbled her neck, thumb caressing her clit as my three fingers rocked in and out of her wetness. Her arms rose to circle my neck and she pulled me close for a bone-melting kiss. Her tongue traced my lips before.