Daddies always adored their baby girls; it was nature. I so wanted to hold her. It killed me that I never would. She’d be grown up, well a lot, when... I got out, even if I was lucky enough to get an early parole. She was already almost two. Damn!The siren sounded and the cell doors opened for us inmates to make our way down to the visitation room, really, a kind of large auditorium with four-person, white steel tables with seats fixed to the tables that could not be moved or detached. The worst. She palmed the downy mound of her daughter's pussy, letting one finger slip between her cunt lips. Tess's cunt was warm, soft and undulating under her cupped hand.Tess swiveled her hips, rotating them upward and pressing more of her pussy into her mother's searching hand. She moaned and wriggled her ass, eager for her mother's finger to probe up inside her pussy and scratch where she itched. Her head went to Dianne's chest, and while she sucked on one of her mother's firm ripe tits, she fondled. John agreed, and jumped into the shower as we removed our clothes. I asked her if she was doing okay? she responded by informing me she has had enough to drink to be very relaxed and ready to be "fucked" hard... That made me so excited to hear her say that, I laid her down after her clothes came off and began playing with her pussy, I was getting her wet, and getting her ready for John to take her... Then the water went off, this was it, we looked at each other and I told her if she didn't want. And I took full advantage of the free buffet.Placing a fresh drink in front of me and removing the latest victim of my thirst I asked, "How did you know what I was drinking?" It's what I do," he explained with a smile that sent butterflies through my stomach.Over the next hour or so, we chatted about anything and everything. Without eating, and drinking as much as I was, it was difficult to focus at times. I knew I should have left, gone back to our condo and just slept it off, but I was.