Her cleavage was amazing and I could not help but stare longingly at her amazing legs, all I could think about was her sitting on my face.She told me ...bout her husband and her job, and I quickly got to know her in the 20 minutes we sat drinking herbal tea and talking. I told her about my husband and how he was out of town this week on business. The masseuse came to get her and I felt lost as I watched her walk away, she said goodbye and I was left to my own nasty thoughts.I then proceeded to. The girl who stood before her wore no makeup and her hair, unlike the Creole's, was straight and blonde. She had the figure of an adolescent. Her breasts and hips were late in developing and her legs showed little shapeliness. Her face, like her mother's, was not unattractive, simply unremarkable. She seemed a bit ill at ease, but smiled at the housekeeper."Hi, I'm Laura. Mom said we'd get to meet you tonight, but I thought I'd stop by early and say welcome." How sweet," said the older of the. She gave him a quick once over as she turned and walked back to her truck. He was cute in that preppy soft business-like way. He definitely kept in shape though, the heat having sheened his muscles with a light film of sweat. Grabbing the donut she kept on the truck, she smiled wondering if he was as stuffy in bed as he was out of it. As she turned around she rapped hard into the chest of her ‘customer’. Gasping in startled surprise Holly felt herself falling until he reached out and grabbed. There was an announcement "Breakfast in 10 minutes." Ava and Mila got up and quickly dressed. Moments later their cell door buzzed and then opened. Mila said, "Follow me, I will show you where we eat." They walked down the cell block and to a large cafeteria room. Guards were stationed at the corners. There were a few dozen women there, all in tight orange jump suits. The women were mostly younger in their 20s, a few in their 30s. They were all pretty, most of them petite and curvy, but a few.