Prison might not be a wonderful place, but John had come to feel a sense of security in the consistency. Now that feeling of security was in a weird s...tate of flux that made him almost feel the inmates were running the asylum. Not that he was complaining, you understand, but when a person has been in lockup for almost five years he tends to get paranoid. John remembered Lester saying, “The first thing that happens when you come into a place like this, is you discover you’ve virtually no. Strapless.D-cups.He raised his eyebrows. What was his aunt doing with D-cups? They wouldnever fit her, let alone...him.Deeply inhaling, he decided to try it on regardless. More accustomed toremoving the contraption from other people, Ryan awkwardly hooked thebra around his waste, before turning it around and tugging it up to hischest. He eased his plump breasts into the cups, and stared down at theresult.A perfect fit.It took him a while to get used to the concept of wearing a bra - and. Jason reached down and caressed the inside of her right thigh. She lifted her left knee, spreading for him. Working his finger into her slit he slid it down between her inner labia where he found a pool of her hot, slick juices. Coating his finger, he worked it up until he found her engorged clit and began stroking it.“Mmm ... she said as he nursed and stroked her. “Feels good ... Jason ... make me come ... more just like that ... feels good ... so good...”Her belly began heaving as her. “But you taste much better,” I smiled, as her own juices followed Ted’s onto my lapping, swirling tongue.When we finally did our usual clit on clit grinding, I remarked that she seemed to ooze much more juice onto my bush than usual. “Some of that is Ted Juice,” she closed her eyes and purred happily, obviously remembering the sight, sound, and scent of Ted having spent the last three days so lovingly fucking the living hell out her with his big black cock.She also told me that she loves me.