Daddies always adored their baby girls; it was nature. I so wanted to hold her. It killed me that I never would. She’d be grown up, well a lot, when...I got out, even if I was lucky enough to get an early parole. She was already almost two. Damn!The siren sounded and the cell doors opened for us inmates to make our way down to the visitation room, really, a kind of large auditorium with four-person, white steel tables with seats fixed to the tables that could not be moved or detached. The worst. Christ I wish Amanda was able to hear the news." I can hear the damned news. Stop your yelling," Amanda ordered."What are you doing awake? They said you would not last..." Sam shut his mouth, embarrassed at his tactless outburst."Well, they were wrong," Amanda answered in a sour voice."I have an idea," Sam enthused, suddenly all business. "Mean Streets Two starts with a shot of Lardo when he shot you. We can use a double for that. Fade to you falling. We have all but the actual shooting, thanks. The one wearing the tiny thong stood and walked over. “I can’t believe she got it all.”The woman behind her said, “She’ll take him balls deep in her ass and cunt in a moment. Ugh! Damn, John! I wish you would use a little lube!”The thong wearing woman sat on the lounge next to me to watch. The woman behind Gwen pulled her hands away from her sister and said, “Mount him, Gwen!”Gwen came off my cock, turned around to reverse cowgirl, and came down on my cock letting it pop through her sphincter. By now Neeru’s moans were clearly signifying her desire to get fucked. “You want to get fucked?” I asked in a whisper. Neeru nodded. “Again. Your ‘husband’ must be doing that. You have no problems with that?” I whispered. Neeru opened her eyes. “If I say I have a problem will you not do it?” Do what? I asked wickedly. “Fuck me!” Neeru replied. I smiled. I was enjoying this much unexpected encounter with such a gorgeous married lady. I took a deep breath of Neeru’s pussy odor, savoring its.