“You want me to touch your dick?” “Yes please baby, it would make me cum,” I answered hesitantly. The next sentence that she said was emphas...ized to me very slowly but sternly. “I do not want to touch your dick!" she continued, “I do not want to see your dick and I certainly will not touch your dick!” I pleaded, “Please baby, just for a minute.” “Are you serious? You really think that I would touch your dick? No fucking way, ever!” she replied in a very pissed off manor. “But you touch. I found that Omar Trent was a real nice man, though he did like to cuss a little more than I was used to. Omar promised to tone down his language, and I thanked him, though I was sure that he would forget his promise the first time something annoyed him. Oh, well, it was a minor thing, so I decided to ignore it.We started out making the rounds together so that everybody could get to know Omar and him to know them. It was funny the way Omar moved into one of the empty cells and ate his meals. A glare that made my tingle vanish as well as anything else that had started there. She then walks back to her seat and watching her ass my arousal starts right back up. What can I say, you can't fight the hormones. We both kept our distance and continued to take care of our respective laundry. The night continued and soon we were the only people left in the building. She was finishing up her laundry and started looking my way, this started to worry me, considering our last little talk. I'm not. The K-Y is more slippery, but it’s water soluble and with so many insertions, it might wash away. Vaseline is water-proof.” I liberally buttered the nozzle with the petroleum jelly and then worked a big blob into Helen’s sexy little pucker. Squeezing the bulb to expel air I dipped the nozzle into the bowl and filled it. “Here comes number one,” I said. Now, relax. Being relaxed is critical for this.” I touched the nozzle’s tip to her anus and with some gentle rotation her orifice admitted it..