“I had no idea it could be that good.”“You were amazing,” I admitted. “Everything I could give you, you gave back.”“Isn’t that how it�...�s supposed to work?” she grinned, then gave me a small peck.“Ideally,” I admitted. “But it doesn’t always.”She gave me a cocky smile, and one more soft kiss. I knew in an instant I had said too much, letting her know she was far ahead in the count against Mandy.“It can happen any time,” I said off-handedly.“I want it to happen every time,” she said. My sister then reached straight for my crotch with both hands and delicately unsnapped the button in front. Then, my entire world was rocked: Jessica reached inside my boxers and gently pulled out my dark penis.Not reacting to this was perhaps the hardest thing I've ever done in my life. At first I was embarassed that my sister might see my cock; then she was holding my cock in her hand! Suddenly I knew: this was the source of my morning mystery. Jessica was coming into my room at night and. I noticed a girl sitting and what I guessed is the singles table. She was wearing a beautiful long green dress and was tapping her feet to the music. Looking as bored as I was, I walked over to her.“Hey, mind if I sit with you?” She looked up at me. She looked even more beautiful up close.“No, I don’t mind. It'll be better than sitting alone and bored.”I took the seat next to her and introduced myself.“Ha, I know who you are, Joe. Big fan. My names Samarah but you could call me Sam.” She held. " “Your concern is met with great gratitude,” comes the reply from under the hooded veil, “Now leave us, but I beg you to be so kind as to slide the oil and dagger through the hatch of the cell before you take leave.” Bending down to open the creaking food hatch at the foot of the cell bars, the guard slides a potted vase of oil and an accompanying dagger on to the cells straw covered floor, then retreats into the darkness and out of reach of the flicker of torch light dancing across the.