"Well honey; a girl has gotta reward the man who defends her honour." And if you need a quickie who am I to say no."I reached out and holding onto the...vertical cell bars I bent over. My skirt rode up exposing my stocking tops and gauzy nylon panties."Come and get it," I moaned seductively and wriggled my buttocks invitingly."Oh fuck Michele; you have become such a slut!" Steve chortled, and I heard the bed springs creak as he stood up.Steve walked across the cell, stopping at my dressing table. Oh, shit, I don't need a fucking toilet slave. Especially one working in the same office. But damn, it felt wild. Only I don't like the idea of kissing him now.I sat on the bed, my back resting against the headboard, clad only in a garment whose sole function was to cause blood to flow rapidly into the tissues of a previously flaccid penis. Except of course for those occasions when the viewer of the garment was equipped with a vagina instead of a penis, but even then, the aim was to get her. "Pam jumped in and said, "Whew, Mahesh, I'm so glad to hear that. I know Phil told me when he heard you guys were coming here that he hoped maybe you'd be interested in swapping sometime. I have to tell you, Mahesh, that I've been sitting here imagining myself with you, and my pussy has been very wet and very horny from the second I first laid eyes on you tonight."With that, Phil got up and motioned for Pam to swap places on the couch where Kavita and Mahesh had been sitting together. He and. I moved towards her and reached out to grab her.”Hey!’ she said with a giggle “take it easy. There is no rush. Let me look at you’. She reached down and tugged my shorts over my erection and down my thighs. She looked at my throbbing manhood and said “Wow! That is something to be proud of. Your brother has nothing compared to that”Of course’ I knew that, Majeed, had only a 5” prick, I’d seen him jerk off as we watched father fuck and I had also seen him fucking Bhabi in their room. I used to.