“Wow, aren’t you the busy stud, who’s the third women?” a familiar voice from above asked.“Hi Carrie, this is my mom, Adele! We just found o...ut that the doctors don’t have to amputate my leg, so we’re celebrating!”“Good for you, Jackie. I’m very happy for you and what a perfect way to enjoy yourself too! John, you are truly, one bad ass mother fucker!” They laughed.“I hope you can stay and watch us?” Rita looked up at her naked body.“I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m already prepared.” She. The turn out will be renamed by her pimp - given a street name - and serve him for as long as the conditions last. In prison it is the same thing, except that the turn out not only loses what personal freedom he has left, but he loses his sexual identity as well. On the streets, a woman remains a woman, even though she is now a whore. But in prison he not only becomes a slave in every regard, but he now has to think of himself as a female. He will be referred to as, "she," be given a female. He grabbed her legs and opened her wide, “Beg for it, Mrs. Davidson. Beg me to use your pussy.”“Fuck my pussy, Chase! Fuck it hard! God yes!” she begged.He plunged into her wetness and gave her what she wanted. The sensation of the balm on his dick felt erotic as hell. Just one more reason that she was his favorite customer. She was always game to try new things and not shy about asking for what she needed and wanted.“God, Chase, your cock is so big and hard! Fuck me deeper! Pound into my pussy. " Yes, honey, we all are. Here let me help you get more comfortable." I think that was her reply to the obvious. What happened next is as vivid today as if it happened five minutes ago. Just thinking about it is turning me on. I will be taking frequent sex breaks as I write this. Thank God my cousin Bobby is lying here naked ready to satisfy meRachel started unbuttoning my blouse, letting her fingers brush against my bared skin as she worked her way down to the waistband on my uniform skirt. It.