As I understand it you have done ten of a thirty year sentence. That means ten more before you are eligible for parole. These guys are hoping to get y...ou a new trial. So you might get out in a few months or at least a couple of years. So drop the tough con act. Just tell us everything that might help you get a new trial.”“Why you doing this man?” he asked.“They guys need a win. They think you are the best bet for a quick win, or at least a quick way to show what they can do,” I explained.“Okay. I then surprise Sasha by showing her a video I made the previous weekend of me cum tributing a pic of her. She loves it & asks me to send it onto her.We lie beside each other whilst she rubs my cock into a semi hard state whilst I finger her pussy once more. I can't resist moving onto her again sucking her tits & pussy once more. I then turn her on her side & start to rim her asshole..it tastes great. She says I'm the only guy who's done this to her & says it's so naughty whilst moaning as I. This went on for a while, until we drifted apart.Fast forward a few years. We'd both moved out, lived in different cities, but we decided to start hanging out again. Sarah came to stay with me on a few weekends. We would drink and make jokes about our childhood. On one night out, with both of us a little tipsy, we started play-fighting in the bar as though we were kids again. We decided to leave, and on the taxi drive home, it continued. She would bite my thighs. I would bite her arms. Harmless. Only ever resting for a brief pit-stop, to kiss and cuddle and recharge after cumming, ready for another round of hot electric sweaty steamy lustful sex.I could only ever go at it with my wife for 2 times at most in one night, but not him.Oh no, he could keep it going all night long, pleasing my wife in ways I could only wish!They finally stopped as the morning sun rose, and they slept in eachothers arms.The entire time they was fucking, I was sat in my cold cell at the police station, scared.