The secure block windows had their metal frame kept in perfect condition. This prime state also extended to the heavy metal prison cell doors. I had j...st entered the fourth and final cell when the phone rang. ?I’ll be back in a minute or two David,? and Jennifer left to answer the phone.This cell was slightly different from the other three. Against the wall of the high block window was a made up prison bunk. On the adjacent wall hung a pair of heavy steel cuffs. They hung from a single ring in. You know her well enough to know she has too much self respect for that. But by the time you’re done having that thought, Becca has already pulled her dress up over her head. No bra. No panties. The guard is smiling, looking right at her trim pussy.Then the attention turns to you. “I don’t have a card” you say. “I thought maybe hers included a guest” which is bullshit but better than “I’m trying to sneak in so my girlfriend isn’t getting pounded while I’m sitting at home.”“It doesn’t.” The. .I will let her know what's happening before we set off" she added, with that everyone went to get ready and then left.I was looking forward to a quiet night in front of the tv with a glass of wine and feeling pleased with myself that I had escaped the theatre, I wandered round the house tidying up switched on the tv got a glass of wine and started to watch a series which i had recorded and wanted to catch up on.About an hour later into my second glass of wine and feeling a bit squiffy (we have. Muffled grunts begin,sounding almost imperceptible from the sighing of the mattress beneath her movements.My eyes glued to her every inch,trying to project a face somewhere between 'bored' and 'lost in thought',Sherrie twists at her waist, still hanging by her fingertips to the overhead bed slats.Her legs shift. She begins bending and straightening them. I know what is coming next in this after-study ritual. I watch her tits shifting under her father's worn-out grey sweat shirt. The bleach.