....go on John honey bunny....keep going....give her everything..." So I did. I was close too anyway, Kath had such a tight pussy it had a kind of suc...ing effect when you tried to pull out it was like it was trying to pull you back in.I squirted a healthy load deep into her moments later. Betty, who had gotten fed up of not being able to see, had thrown the bedcover back to get a proper look. Kath either didn't notice or didn't care, perhaps she had other things on her mind...Betty saw. Anyone who looked up would have clearly seen me grabbing her belt. No one looked. I slid my hand down in a brush across her mound to gauge her reaction. She threw her head back and swirled her hair and danced on wildly. I ran my hand across her mound again and was rewarded with a distinct thrust forward of her hips - her mound pushing onto my hand and at the crowd. "What the Hell? I thought. I turned my hand so my fingers pointed downwards and firmly grasped her swaying pussy. I stretched a. But, as it is with most legends, there was a darker side, which was seldom told. For it was whispered that any man, who sought the carnal pleasures of a lady of this house on a night withno moon, would never be seen again.Have I mentioned that on this particular night the moon was new?"Well." I said as the three of us milled about on the porch. "Do we goinside? Or do we forget it, and call it a night?" You can chicken out and go home if you want to Tom, but Eddie and I aregonna see this. ’ We were done talking until dinner. Silence was one of the premiums in a good cellmate. None of us liked to talk much after a few years inside. After all, when your world consisted of a barren cell and a cot with a stainless steel crapper, what was there to talk about? Most of the movies they showed were ancient and the library held mainly rejected books from the local schools. Not a lot of stimulation. Owen Potts is in for manslaughter. He took a dislike to a man that threatened one of his.