The line went around a corner to the right. There was a long narrow stinky corridor with cells on only one side. All cells seemed to have eight women ...in them all dressed in orange as I was. As I neared the wall at the end of the ‘alley’ I heard CO Jameson say. ?All the way to the end Upis, on the right.? I walked into the dark smelly cell and came face to face with my very first cellie. Salazar. The same one from the R&R room that was scowling at me. It was a bare cell. Only eight. And my mom was no different.My mom was a short chubby lady who had great bouncy boobs. I had seen her kaambu (nipple) a few times when she would bend down to pick something up on the floor. I enjoyed fantasizing about my mum’s tits and would wank thinking about her while watching some mallu porn. I really wanted to fuck her but just could not build the confidence to do so.I had a close friend who I had known since college. He was Indian and would occasionally come over to mine to play a bit of. Phir jo usne mera lund choosna chaalo kiya muje toh aisa laga ki jaise koi porn movie ki actress choos rahi ho wo boli ki phele baar virgin lund choosne ko mila hai mene fir pucha ki aap toh kafi expert lagti ho toh muskura kar boli tum sirf maze lo phir uske baad wo bed par let gayi aur kaha ki meri panty utaro dosto yeh mera first time tha jab mene aise jawaan choot ke darshan kiye the uski choot ekdum chikni ho chuki thi.Uske muje uski choot chaatne ko kaha toh main bhi kaha piche rehne wala. “I know we said just a one-night stand,” Justine sighed heavily. “But damn it, I miss that ten inch cock of yours!” I kissed her. “That tight little pussy squeezing my hard cock is all I can think about, all day and all night.” “Take me home, Vince, and fuck me hard?” Justine practically begged. “Oh hell yes!” I agreed. We both left our shopping carts in the middle of the supermarket aisle. I left my car in the parking lot, and I got into the passenger seat of Justine’s car. Justine drove.