Besides I had to begin concentrating on survival.Once inside I turned over my clothes and belongings, endured a humiliating strip search, was led thro...gh a cold shower and then allowed to get dressed in the attractive prison garb. Everything was gray, a gray tee shirt, with a gray sweatshirt and yes, gray sweatpants. The socks were even gray, and all the clothes were nicely stamped Property of Onion Creek Penitentiary.Two guards giggled a bit when they heard which cell I was heading to, but. . I shuffled the deck again and had Connie draw a time card and she drew a King. She looked at me and asked what the limits of Play were and I told her " no limits" the girls could let it go as far as they wanted but if they said stop it ended there.Connie was a little reluctant getting up to go to the other room and Jim got up to help her and she was still a little slow getting up. He reached under her arms and grasping each breast helped her up...she didn't resist. Connie and Jim went in. ..Yes. xx 19:30I gulped as I sent the text. What was I getting myself into here?! Therewas a maddening wait for the next text to come through from Marcus, butwhen it did my jaw dropped even further. He'd sent a picture of himselfsat down in a chair, legs spread out and in the centre of the screen washis cock. One meaty hand rested proudly at the base of it, pointing itskywards so I could see it. Dylan's hands reached up to my breasts, started kneading them through my sweater and my bra, my body was on fire. I wanted him, no I needed him, inside my hot,wet, pussy. We must have kissed for almost five minutes. I was so turned on, so was he. I had wanted this for so long, I almost couldn't even process it in my mind. I finally broke the kiss, I was gasping for air, not because I was out of oxygen but, I needed to catch my breath, and consider the next step in this, whatever it was. .