It was a well-lit room, cold and white,featureless but for the array of lights which shone brightly above her.During her trip from the initial process...ng room to the room in which she nowwaited, she had observed several creations that were under process. A weepinggirl with posts protruding from her shoulders had been fit with artificial limbs.Another was possessed of breasts that were far too large for her stature. Yetanother had been molded as a statue, vulgarly servicing two satyrs. She. No, I was covered. Well, I was legally covered.“What wasn’t covered was the prison’s rumor mill. Other cons in our block knew about it. They were not in a position to publicize anything, but they knew. I’d gotten looks from the gays and various gang members ever since mister Miranda had essentially womanized me. But, the very small and almost insignificant upside to the whole matter was that I was being left alone, mostly. There was still the occasional blow job that I was required to provide. I reached the door to the green room took one deep breath and entered, she was sitting on a sofer at the far end of the room, her skirt lifted high on her thigh, her shirt unbottened provocatively low so that it revealed the tops of her breasts neatly ordained with a silver trinket on a elegant leather necklace. She beckoned me over as she stood to greet me, I crossed the room, as I reached her she grabbed my hands and pulled me into a tight embrace. With her face inches from my own she simply. .what do you mean by 'with your pussy taste on it'?" I asked in shock."Well, I woke up with you spooning me and felt your cock buried deep inside my pussy!" Oh god, I'm sor..." Quiet! It felt so good that I just rocked my hips for awhile letting your magnificent cock fuck me! Then I nearly pushed you onto your back with me on top of your shaft, but I figured my hands wouldn't be much good for support when I came, so I decided to give you a blow job instead. I'd say you really liked it." But.