Nice score, Wayne, he thought. Hope you like giggling.“Morning Wayne,” yawned Cameron. “Hey, do you have a phone I can borrow?”“You’re Bra...don, right?” yawned Wayne in reply. “What are you doing here so early?”“I live downstairs, didn’t Ben tell you?”“Really? I don’t see you much.” Wayne looked puzzled. “And why--” he started, but Cameron interrupted.“I usually leave through the back exit. I gotta make a call, so can I?”Wayne mumbled something and then went to the back room to get his phone.. He had whored her out, in advance, to some of the prisoners for cartons of cigarettes.The two guards who were taking turns fucking my wife had promised Dave there would be no problems with her activities later on. They were the ones who allowed him the use of the phone when they were on duty.Maryanne, looking slightly disheveled, joined us. To her obvious delight, we were soon surrounded by horny men. Dave had told no one to keep their hands off. My erection was as prominent as any of theirs as. " He was no longer trying to be quiet."Not fair!" she teased. "I'm wet and can't move..."Her choice of words did just what she wanted. "Dammit don't do that or I'll paint the ceiling! Can I come over at lunch time?"Lori was not expecting hubby home before dark, and truth to herself, she wished her boyfriend was already there."Not before 11, dear," and check the front door knob. I'll hang a pair of underwear there if it's ok to come in. Now I really do have to finish my mani."She looked up at. Little wisps of smoke were escaping out the top.He was startled by a voice behind him, "Hello, John."Getting up, John faced his guest. "Hello, Sid." Is that a new smoker?" Sid asked taking note of the shiny exterior. It had that clean fresh appearance new things naturally possessed."Yes. You can smoke any meat in it, but I got it to make sausages," John said.He was planning on making venison sausage that fall. Of course, his plans assumed that he managed to kill a deer during hunting season. If.