Yes, fistfuck my pussy - to start." I replied, in the same tone. She looked puzzled, butI didn't respond. Her hand reentered my wet snatch, this t...ime with her thumb tucked against the inside of her palm. She moved it in and out slowly, getting a shade deeper with each thrust. Soon the widest part of her hand was stretching the skin surrounding my pussy. It hurt. "No!" I said, as she bean to withdraw for another thrust. "Push! Push it right in." She complied with a lusty grin, and with. I wonder if he recalled these moments together? Those old adolescent thoughts returned with a vengence. My heart was a boxer's fist punching away inside my chest. I started to tell him about my fond memories of that time we spent. There was this very long silence. I stood up and walked to his side of the table. He was shyly looking up at my where he sat. I was still holding his hand. I do you want me? I asked softly. He looked up at me, tears swelled in his eyes. I know you're alone, I. What he hadn’t realised was that the heavy footprints of the grim looking had guard masked another set, quieter and softer, belonging to a small woman, though not one he recognised that currently stood alongside the guard as they peered at him through the cell door.They both stood, eying him over with a pitying gaze and after a moment the guard moved to unlock the cell before walking away, clearly knowing the former Prince Belind offered no threat to the girl who now entered his tiny. I got up on the bed and stood over him with my ass positioned above his hard shining cock, which was by now wet with lube. I crouched down, grabbed his dick, and gently sat my ass down on it. That moment as it slides in up my empty anal cavaty is so pleasureable I want to cry. He sees my rock hard cock and reaches out to touch it but I slap his hand away and say 'only my ass'. I bounce up and down on his hard cock tryng to fit as much as I can up there, bringing my rear up high and then.