I loosened his tie and lifted it over his head, tossing it on top of the jacket. He began helping me but I shooed his hands away and told him “No, b...aby. Let me. Just relax and let mommy do it.”Instead, Noah began caressing my arms and along my sides as he stared at my tits. “It’s okay, honey. I want you to touch them.” I said looking into his eyes as I was slowly unbuttoning his shirt. If I had my way I would have ripped off his clothes, threw him to the ground and fucked his brains out right. He tried to tell us and himself that it gave him some control. The truth is that it was simply a waste of time. I had learned early ‘to go along was to get along’. It was also the secret to success in society. Make no mistake, prison was a society in and of itself. However some of the basics were the same everywhere.I wrote a quick note to Milo 13. ‘Learn to embrace the system. Ride that mother into the ground. Take what it will give you and give it as little as possible. Don’t make your days. I noticed that even though she wasn't looking forward to this, she was getting very wet over the whole ordeal! "Are you ready, pet?" I asked. "Yes Master," she said quietly. "Count the strokes then." "Yes, Master." I paused for a moment, watching as she tensed and relaxed her ass cheeks in readiness for the paddle. The first slap fell on her left cheek. Slap! She jerked and threw her head back. She screamed."Y-i-i-oowch! Oh please, Master!" I noted a bright red paddle outline appearing where it. Amy started moaning louder and beckoning to the other two boys she started to wank them as they watched her almost devour the 1st boys cock. Her tongue circling his cock as her head bobbed up and down making him moan and thrust more and more Amy felt her own orgasm building as the other boy worked on her pussy and clit, suddenly she started shaking and cried out around the boys cock buried deep in her throat as she started cumming over the other boys face.Amy’s shaking caused the 1st boys cock.