A young housewife across from me was opening and closing her legs like a telegraph signal giving me little flashes of her pretty pink panties and her ...tan line that was an inch or two below her panty line. Her face was hard like a slab of granite with absolutely no smile to speak of and eyes that broadcast her eternal sorrow at living in this shitty place. Yet, when my glance fell down to those almost sheer panties, I saw her hairy muff pressing against the fabric and I knew she was probably wet. “Why don’t you stay there for a little while, hmm?” Cady leaned down and told David. Then she reached back between his legs and found his balls with one hand. She gently fondled them for a few second, then gave them a viscous squeeze. David moaned and shook with the pain, but stayed where he was. David could hear the two girls chatting as they moved into his kitchen and opened his fridge to find the bottle of wine he had been instructed to buy. He was left on the tile floor, gagged and plugged. "I want to fuck your ass mom". Just the thought of his dick in her ass caused a tremor of excitement to course through her body and a fear to enter her mind. She felt him crawl from under her, as she moaned her disappointment at losing his dick. She spread her thighs allowing her ass to lower. She couldn't deny that she wanted it too, her asshole was clenching and releasing with its craving to be entered. The touch of his fat tip against her asshole caused an immediate clenching which she tried. I was walked to my cell and met my cell mate. He was this older black man he was taller and had muscles and little bit of a belly. As the door closed behind me I intuduce myself and he intuduced himself as Carr. My room had a toilet in the corner a sink next to it and on the opposite side against the wall was a bunk bed. Carr said the top bunk was his and the lower bunk was mine. I heard the guards yelling lights out. I laid down in my bed and as i was laying there i could feel the bed shaking.