I could not help but notice Tammy’s legs slightly open and showing me a pair of white lace panties…I suddenly could feel myself getting hard and m...de my excuses going upstairs and beating a quick one off in the bedroom. As I left the bedroom, naughty Laura was coming up the stairs. She pushed me against a wall in the alleyway:“Well, my little jerk; what do you think of my baby daughter?” Laura asked me as she grabbed my balls through my trousers…“She is sunning; Laura… is she such a slut as her. The sound of my purposeful strides ricochets off the bare walls. The occupant of cell number one will have heard my approach well before I arrive at the door of his place of captivity, and fiddle for the key. All quite deliberate. It really is about the suspense, here. I check the spy hole before opening the metal door. The boy is looking out of the cell window. I say window. It’s not much more than a slit of toughened glass, one and a half feet wide by eight inches deep, located high on the. I was angry, jealous and fevered with lust at her doing so - for him. Alison leaned over and took my cock in her left hand and stroked me gently from base to tip. She leaned into her bedside drawer and brought out the bottle of lubrication we liked to use and poured some into her hand. Its coolness excited me further and she began a slow wank of my bursting erection. “You seem very excited. You weren’t like this when I went out last night. What’s happened to you?” “It’s you. You have changed.. Two things to remember. One; If I call for you, I don't care what you are in the middle of, you come to me immediately. Two; Amy is off limits for right now. Even I can't touch her. She won't be legal for a few weeks yet. But, then again, what I don't see, I don't know. Are you comfortable with all of this, Laura?" Yes Sir." Let's test it. Over here now! Good, on your knees!" I undid my pants, pulled myself out, and asked, "What does the slave bitch, want?"I want to suck you, Sir." No. I.