There was a lady who was little older may be around late thirties. She was their warden and my gf asked me to go to her room and fuck her as well.I sa...d I am bit exhausted and may not fuck her. Warden came to me and said in abusive language “Mother fucker what do you think I allowed you inside to fuck only them”. Come with me and satisfy me or I will call security. I have no other option but to go with her.She took me to her room, her room was very luxurious. She was in a full transparent. " Just get the photos out mom." She opened the book to the section where Robert was being baptized, and moved her hand over the plastic covered photo caressing it, with love in her heart and tears in her eyes."Robert, I have something serious to tell you and I think you are going to hate me for it." Why did you kill someone?" He quipped."No ... worse." I don't think there is anything worse than killing someone, except maybe killing two people." Don' be flippant Robert. It's not funny ... I had. I don't dare move for a very long time. I am so ashamed. The stinging of my breast nearly made me lose control. My nipples are so hard. My clit aches unmercifully for his attention... I struggle to wait quietly, obediently. My senses are heightened and I’m more aware of the sensations of the cool air moving across my body, the drifting scent of the candle wafting over me, the feel of the sheets beneath me, sensual against my sensitive skin. Suddenly something soft and cool touches my lips. . I can taste your sweet juices as they begin to flow. It's like Manna from heaven. My hands gently spread your pussy open just so slightly so that I can flatten my tongue and lick you from bottom to top with a little extra pressure on your clit. If only I could savor that taste everyday for the rest of my life. You hips rise to meet my mouth with each and every stroke of my tongue. Your juices are flowing freely now and they are so sweet and addictive.. I find it hard to control myself and not.