I closed the door and went near her. She was wearing a sari. “Don’t you like it.”? She asked.I said “Yes I always like you when you wear a sar...i and please now as I have accepted all your rules, you have to accept my one request and what is that?” She asked that you will wear whatever I tell you to wear, at least for the next few days.’ I said.She looked at me for a while and said okay but do you want me to change right now? No, No, that is not required I said, as I drew closer to her. We were. Bottom-line was I was comfortable in familiar surroundings and happy as a pig in shit in my new temporary home.Of course, they assigned a detail of four of the deputies to keep tabs on me and I was able to ask them to get me stuff like the odd hot dog or cup of coffee on their way on shift or off shift came around. The early morning shift was Roberto the Puerto Rican guard with lots of stories, mostly exaggerations that kept me entertained more than some silly television show with canned. I don’t know if it was the position, his size or the fact I was a bit out of practice or all of the above, but he had to inch into me.I loved every thrust as he worked his way in deeper. I felt myself stretch to accommodate him and as wet as I was, he still moved in long slow strokes to get himself covered in my juices so he could move more freely.After several minutes of the torturous slow strokes, I was ready to grab his arse and get him moving. I was so bloody ramped up. Finally, he started. ’ on that very night , i feel i was the luckiest man on the planet to meet beautifull asian with attractive face , and plus her ex husband is on politics so she is still rich on her status im not perking her money i love her k**s took care all of them . so on the sex scene on the bed she lay down and stare at me and said to me ‘ Hey sweetie , you know what you remind me of my young boyfriend back in 90’s ‘ i went like ‘ oh cool is he awosome’ ‘ of course he was awosome , let me grab your friend.