“Yeah, I started taking them in the joint” I lied. “You like my tits?”His big hand was cupping and massaging my tits. “Oh yeah, you got a ni...ce pair on you. How long were you in the joint for?”“Two years,’ I said. “That’s where I got turned Queen. You want a blow job, honey?” I asked him. He looked around. “Where?” he said.“We can go in a booth,” I said. “Or I can do it right here in the corridor.” He shook his head nervously. “Nah,” he said. “It ain’t worth getting busted over.”After he left. I slid up further still, and allowed her to lick my balls, coating them in the same layer of spit that still covered my dick. After several minutes, I slid back down, and entered her, slowly, but deeply. She moaned the whole way in, her juices now mixing with her saliva.Finally I stopped, and kissed her again, slipping my tongue in between her lips to mingle with hers. They rolled around each other while my dick enjoyed the tight, warm, wet confines of her pussy.After several minutes I slid. “Uhhhm, I’ll wait till your done?”“Don’t be nervous. We have a little tradition, the flyer doesn’t wash herself. So, take off your clothes and get in here or I can drag you in and we’ll rip them off in here.” She glanced at the other girls who motioned her to go, smiling, one saying not to worry, that she was harmless despite her appearance. Stacey, her hands shaking, pulled her sweaty clothes off and walked sheepishly toward the taller woman, taking her outstretched hand. “I’m Vicky. . It all started about three months ago when she tried to commit suicide.we rushed her to the hospital to know that she had consumed sleeping pills,how stupid.she got a second life . I had this strange attraction towards my sister,always looking her the way a brother is not supposed to look,she was voluptuous for her age,i used to take advantage of her affectionate hugs and embraces and feel her womanly warmth,one day when she failed in exams she came crying to me and held me in embrace,there was.