It might be the last chance. Once more the gulping and choking sounds resumed but Lauren was taking virtually all of Jackson’s cock down her throat now. She had accepted a place on a volunteer’s group, working with the prisoners at various menial tasks. The girl’s mouths became sloppy and covered in salvia, until finally he pushed their heads together. It took a moment for her eye to focus, as she bent down to watch. As she bounced up and down, her hardened nipple brushed against Beth’s wet tongue. A warm glow came from Beth as she appreciated that she could trust Jackson. Beth thanked her, who told her to call her Lauren. “Suck it,” she said. Forcing out what she so desperately wanted to know. Lauren wandered over and with a smile she poured some lubrication onto Jackson’s fingers and then sat back down again.
