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Nosy bitch.
He shook his head, as he finished his rounds, then quietly entered his prison beauty’s cell. His dick began to thicken and stretch the minute he slipped inside.
A predatory gleam flickered in his eyes as his gaze raked over her beautiful body. He couldn’t wait to ravish her, with his mouth, his fingers and finally . . . with his dick.
“Come eat my pussy,” she whispered, spreading her legs as he made his way toward her bunk. She pulled open her labia, sliding her fingers along her seam, smearing her juices over her clit and swollen lips.
She’d waited patiently all evening for this moment. The anticipation had her seeping with arousal. Her pussy became slic
ker by the moment waiting, waiting . . . waiting.
He’d been sneaking in her cell, almost every other night for the last two weeks, starting with the night after the warden had come to her cell. The purpose of that drunk bitch’s visit was still a mystery to her, but her gut told her it wouldn’t be the last time she and the good ole warden would be seeing each other.
Perhaps she’d been too curt with her. She should have been a more gracious hostess, maybe offer her a taste of her pussy as a little welcome treat.
Yeah okay.
Bitch bye.
She shook thoughts of her visit from the warden out of her head. She needed her attention—all of it—on the man quickly stepping out of his uniform pants. His dick sprung free as he tugged off his boxers and crawled onto her tiny bunk, between her legs.
She heard him suck in his breath as her flesh greeted him.
No words were needed.
In silence, he gripped her hips, then slid his hands around to her ass and cupped the globes in his big, warm palms. His head dipped and he ran the tip of his tongue over her clit, then French-kissed her pussy. He licked and licked and licked, lapping at her slit as if it was a delicious treat.
Oh and it was.
Holy fucking hell, it was.
Hot silk.
That’s what her pussy was to him.
“So beautiful,” he breathed out. Then his tongue swiped across her slit and upward to her clit.
“Mmm, yes,” she murmured. “Let me come on your tongue.”
He licked over her folds, tasting more of her. His tongue slid greedily back inside her body, and he groaned against her flesh as she clutched, her walls squeezing his tongue, her orgasm rippling out in tiny waves.
Her nectar filled his mouth, and coated his lips. Goddamn. She tasted delicious. She was warm and sweet, like honey. He sucked her long and hard, his mouth swiping over her cunt, from her slit to her swollen clit. Savoring all of her.
She moaned as he lapped between her folds, sweetly whispering over her clit. That felt delicious, his tongue on her clit, but still, she wanted more. Needed more. Her pussy was so ready for him. And, yet, she craved a taste of her juices, sucking on his lips, her tongue swirling over and around his.
“God, yes,” she breathed out low. “Yes. Yes. Mmm . . .”
And then her hands were on his head; her fingernails raking over his waves, caressing his scalp.
He looked up at her. Her eyes were alit with fire and fixated on him, burning through his core. He loved how wild and uninhibited she was. So wanton, so damn freaky.
Precum trickled from the head of his dick, then glided down his shaft, slowly dripping onto her sheets. He felt his skin heat, felt it through his balls, which caused him to grind his hips into her thin mattress, his dick throbbing and swelling to maximum capacity.
He inhaled, wanting to breathe every part of her in. He wanted to wrap himself up into everything she was, connect to her soul, and become one.
Need.
Want.
