Everyone was in for the night. The voice from the loud speaker now alerted the population that lights out would be in 45 minutes. Cell 4-B was occupie... by Wynn and Mirage. The twenty-three-year-old with the silicone-injected ass stripped down and started twerking. His six-one, two-hundred-ten-pound, owner grinned with delight. “Bounce that ass, baby boi,” Wynn spurred on his sissy cellmate. “Come suck these eight inches!” Mirage moved quickly over to his hubby. Mirage held onto the engorged. . afraid something might be wrong."Cindy Pooler had just let herself in with her passkey, using her supposed concern for Paul's welfare as an excuse. She stood just outside Paul's open bathroom door, pretending to be respecting his privacy. The bubble bath, however, gave Paul the only effective privacy he could get in that cramped little room."No, I'm OK, Cindy. I can knock on your door, later, when I get out of the tub, if there's something you need." Oh, no. Not really. I -- I found this. The captain entered the room, he always started our day with something interesting or funny. ‘Everyone be seated and we’ll get this meeting under way. We have a lot to discuss this morning,’ said the captain. ‘There was another case of underestimating the ammo requirements.’ The captain looked like he was reading from an official paper. ‘As reported earlier this week, some dirt bag that got pulled over in a routine traffic stop in Florida ended up shooting the deputy who stopped him. The deputy. I had her straddle both knees facing me. "Now I want to show you something." Once again, I planted my best kiss on Liz. I did not have to wait long as she started feeling for my lips to part to get her tongue inside my mouth and have a tongue dance with me. I felt her body get hotter and hotter. I placed a hand on her breast and gave it a little squeeze. She pulled me closer and was really in to it. OK, next big test. I took my hand from her breast and started up he shorts as before. She was.