She had thought a lot about this moment and the impact it needed to have, if she was to get Jim to start being co-operative. She lowered the big round...sunglasses from her forehead over her eyes. It wasn’t that it was bright in the cell block, quite the reverse, it was more about the look she wanted to achieve.She was wearing a round-necked black dress with short sleeves and a knee-length pencil skirt. A string of pearls around her neck and a pair of pearl earrings were the only items of. She uncrossed her arms and leaned her body forwards, placing her arms on the table and locking her fingers in front of her."Well, I'm sure you have already checked my finances, and you know I don't need to work for money ... I'm rich!" Sylvia said."Sure, but that still doesn't explain me why you want to work in a bank." I thought it would be obvious ... because of the social contacts you have there. Money alone doesn't make you happy, it's your friends that make you enjoy life!"Agent 1 thought. So I started to slowly massage it and jerk it off and then with my touge I went up the shaft of his dick and the played with the tip of his head. I then took off his shorts and to my other surprise were the size of his nuts. The size of golf balls. No joke. So while I slowly jerked his dick I played with his balls and sucked on each one and licked them.He lets out a moan and i asked him if his wife does that and he said no. So while jerking him i feel some precum come out and i let go of his. And again. I grabbed my jeans and started putting them on. “I couldn’t sleep with Clark anyway, he’s your husband.” “And he’s letting me have Jack’s cock, so he deserves some pussy. Yours.” All the stories she’d told me about Clark’s wonderful love-making came flooding back to me and made me feel weak. “Are you sure?” I asked lamely. “Of course, we’ll all share together.” “But what about Sam?” She helped me zip up my jeans before grabbing my ass and pulling me to her. “I don’t think Sam will.