”“She wasn’t saying you were old, mother dear, just ... experienced. You are still as beautiful as I remember when I was very young. I was very ...proud that I had the hottest mom on the block. I must have been in 4th grade at the time.”“That’s very sweet of you to say, Paul.”“I even beat up my best friend Jeff Miller who had said your boobs were fake. I told him they were not!”“He started the fight, but I finished it. I haven’t seen or even spoken to him since then.”“My goodness, I seem to. I want you to taste meeee," she cried as she raised her hips off the floor in an offering to him. Michael parted her wet pussy lips and ran his tongue over the whole of her slit from pussy to her clit. The girl went wild with desire."OHHHHH," she wailed as he began tonguing her crack ferociously. Michael lapped at her slit, then he would poke his stiffened tongue into her like a small cock, then he would suck Sarah's throbbing clit into his mouth and flick it with his tongue. Always varying his. I just want to be left alone.”I’d arrived just in time for lunch. I sat alone, eating a very forgettable beef stew, just warm enough to not fully congeal and a slice of bread. The orange “safety spork” probably tasted better.A couple of prisoners at a table not too far from mine slowly got up and headed my way. From the North County Wild Boys tattoos on their necks, I figured at least it wouldn’t be a boring discussion.The big NCWB gang member sat down across from me, the smaller one sat next. Sasha appeared unfazed. She pinched Janelle's nipple through her shirt and Janelle let out a sexual whine. "Care to join us Cam," Sasha said. Just as she did, Janelle slipped a hand behind Sasha and under the bottom of her skirt and ran her hand up her leg to her ass, raising the skirt and showing off Sasha's beautiful thigh. "C'mon Cam," Sasha continued as she darted her tongue out and licked Janelle's ear, "You know you want to."My mind was being overloaded. There was far too much sensory.