Then I thought, why not become “A Pussy Café.”I talk to many men online who are desperate for pussy. They are the single men, the men in between ...relationships or the ones in sexless or infrequent sex relationships. It seemed to be a crime to have so many men in need when I have this hot, quivering and hungry pussy. I will open myself to allow any man in need to come to my café and get the pussy they need.My café had instant success. There was an endless line of men wanting to use my pussy. It. But, Dear Reader, I get ahead of myself. The more astute will have already determined that I am incarcerated and, those of you familiar with my passions, should have no difficulty in ascertaining the reasons for my imprisonment. After parting company with my old school teacher, Mr Masters, and his friends, I embarked on what the Judge described as a "Rampaging orgy of fellatio, sodomy and public indecency." He sentenced me to six months in gaol. For some reason, he thought that a spell behind. He picked me up and held me againsthis body with his cock still buried deep inside me, his hands were on myass and my legs wrapped around him. He lifted me up and down on his cockwhile he turned around and sat on the bed. He sat down with me stillstraddling him. He moved his hands up and down my ass as I kept ridingand rocking my hips on his cock.My breasts bounced up and down right in front of his face. He caressedthem and sucked on them. He laid back on the bed watching his cock go inand out. “Ten four; gut it; we got it.” the tech replied as the screen went dead.To help matters along, my computer had dozens of big files from Len; they were all video files from various public cameras around MSU.“Kent is supplying four detectives for a week and I have the first four you met working on your request as well. They have a grid of the area and a plan,” the note from Len said.To help in that line, the two trained investigators from the DHS started today, ready to go to work. Emmett Casey.