?I’ll do anything my new mama says.? I said in a whisper. ?Louder cunt, I wants everyone to hear.? She said. Drizzling spit in my mouth. ?I’ll...do anything my new mama says.? I yelled the best I could. This brought crazed hoots and hollers from the unseen neighboring cells. ?Now cunt, when I lets ya go, ya gonna roll over on all fours and lick mama’s pussy. Got it?? ?Yes mama.? With that she released my throat and grabbed my hair again as I painfully rolled over onto my knees. . I went towards the kitchen.“Where are you off to?” she asked. Her voice had lost the harsh anger and was now a little more menacing.“To get a cloth,” I said. She laughed.“You’ve got a tongue, haven’t you?” she said. “Use that.”Slowly I knelt and began to lick my spunk off the chair. I’d seen her men lick her out after fucking her and had experimented with my own spunk so I had no problem with it. When I got to the floor, she placed a foot on my face and pressed it into the wetness. I. He had filled a glass with ice water, and now he brought it over to a comfortable-looking armchair and sat down, calling to her, "Come here, princess."She hurried, as fast as the butt plug would allow her, to kneel at his feet, remembering to keep her knees spread. She saw his gaze dart to her crotch and couldn't help smiling. He thrust the glass into her hand and said, "Drink all of it." She watched him as she gulped the water, and it seemed to her that his face, usually so enigmatic, softened. For years she felt her marriage was lacking something; not that she didn't love her husband or that he didn't love her, they both loved one another very much, but that article had her panties wet before she finished it.Yes, it was exactly what she needed; but who, and how; how could she get her loving husband to agree to something so contrary to his own personality?The who came to her like a flash of lightening when Carter became a new employee where she worked. He was tall, six-two at least,.