Chad, “we’re not having sex with Krissy, she’s been like a mother to us.. no. it’s out of the question”<br? “you=”” may=”” be=”” out=”” of=”” prison=”” but=”” i=”” could=”” easily=”” put=”” you=”” back=”” in”<br=””> Chad crosses his arms and looks at Jill, he’s speechless.
Krissy watches the two whisper back and forth, she rolls her eyes and smiles, “Oh you two are back to your old ways, telling secrets again?
Jill, “Chad was just telling me how beautiful he thought you looked.”
Chad nods, “it’s true, stunning”
Krissy, “oh, thank you baby. Are you hungry? I can make your favorite peach cobbler” Krissy hurries to the kitchen eager to feed Chad. She’s certain he’s been deprived of a decent meal for months in prison. Jill, “Peach? Your favorite..” and she puts two fingers up and licks in between them. Chad is shocked at how vulgar sweetheart Jill is.
Jill, “you know Laura wants to watch you have sex with her.”
“Tell Laura, she’s testing my last nerve.”
Jill, “The pleasure that woman gave me is is indescribable, she’s like an enigma, she’s some kind of sex angel sent to show me what a piece of heaven feels like.”
Chad leans forward with interest
Jill begins to breathe heavy, “Her hands, her tongue… she stopped my breath, and just as I thought I was going to die, she breathed life back into me, saving me.
Chad’s anger and frustration melts with a twinge of his cock, “What’d she do?”
Jill looks wickedly, “don’t you want to find out?” She walks towards the kitchen, Chad checking out her perfect little ass in her jeans. He’s heard that tone in her voice before, she’s up to no good, and God.. it still turns him on. Krissy looks up from cutting the peaches, “c’mon sweethearts.”</br?>
Jill turns her head to smile at him, “Exactly, come on… I’ve got something to show you.”
