The switchblade was still sticking in her chest where he left it to prevent external bleeding. The body seemed to move when he pulled the knife out an...d a little blood welled up around the wound. He wiped the blood off the knife and then felt along her long slender neck for a trace of carotid pulse. He found none and confirmed she was really dead. His orders were to prepare the body so he rolled her on one side and started fumbling with the long zipper on the silk gown. He gradually worked it. "Gabrielle walked right up to Maurice as the Probationary Inspectorinsulted almost everyone in the room. "Maurice, please calm down. Iappreciate your coming to my defense, but I will handle it."Somebody muttered something in Japanese. Maurice blew off more steam inresponse."I heard that. Now come out and say that to my face, you coward!"Gabrielle got in Maurice's face. "You have a job to do, I have a job todo, they have jobs to do as well, and most of them are probably justtrying to do them as. He leaned back and pulled his sheets down and hung them on the cell cage. He turned and said “that should give us some privacy.” He pulled his jumpsuit down falling to the floor and all he had on was just a pair of dark blue underwear wich had a big bulge in them. Got out of my bed and dropped to my knees in front of my cell mate and leaned in and kissed his crotch. He laughed and pulled his underwear down revealing this big black cock hard as a rock and long enough to have the tip press my. She was about to ask what that was about, when Phalmina’s head dove right into her generous cleavage, her mouth latching onto one of her nipples.The question died as she moaned in surprise and delight as her friend sucked and played with her hefty rack. Emalia grabbed her friend’s head and pulled it into her chest, purring at the sensations that were coursing through her. Phalmina was very thorough, not letting a single inch of Emalia’s tits go untouched by her tongue. She could feel a familiar.