Chapter 2

The jailhouse was probably built over fifty years ago, and the lighting and the plumbing was in sore need of updating to modern times. Still, the dark corners and twisting hallways gave us inmates an opportunity to fornicate with the female guards from time to time without interference from the powers to be that oversaw the chaotic mess.

I was following guard Felicia down to the interrogation rooms in the basement annex when she stopped so suddenly, I banged into her soft bottom with my semi-hard erection.

She quickly turned around and painfully hit my left knee with her nightstick to punish me for touching her person.

It hurt like the devil, but I knew she was not trying to cripple me just to give me a taste of the trouble I would be in if I didn’t follow her orders to the letter.

“Down on your knees, Mister Jimmy, and kiss my butt where you rubbed your obscene cock on my anal treasures.”

I was intrigued by her directness because she obviously had gotten away with this sort of harassment of the male detainees for quite some time. Still, I lifted my chin to her buttock shelf and slowly kissed and licked her glorious curves with some degree of intense interest that stirred my manly juices to bubble up into takeoff position in my swollen balls hanging under my now hardened shaft.

The small, brown-skinned beauty bent forward to give me access to her tween and her rear portion of her pulsating snatch.

“Don’t forget the most important spot right where you bad boys all like to lick with your greedy perverted tongues.”

I could feel the heat emanating from her damp slit through her uniform trousers and she reached down with her strong fingers and pushed my head into her feminine folds with little pants of female desire wanting something hard up there between her shapely legs.

We were all alone in the darkened hallway and I heard the snick of her belt buckle as she lowered her trousers down for me to sample her heated twat. I found her to be drenched in her own pungent female juices and ready for my entry straight into her vaginal channel.

We both knew that she just had to have it and there was no disguising that fact as she moaned her joyful grunts into the darkened corners that hid a multitude of carnal sins by mortal creatures like us linked in illicit congress.

My deprived loins searched for her magical G-spot to give her the tingle she so wantonly desired. Eventually, I found her hidden paradise of lust and she started to make so much noise I feared we would be discovered by nearby guards running to her rescue.

“Oh, Mister Jimmy, I love your big cock. Please don’t stop. I need your cum inside my pussy so I can keep it inside until we can do this again. My husband has a tiny dick, and he can’t do me like you do. Please spank my ass cheeks nice and hard when I feel my passion reach the point of no return. Yes, just like that, you naughty man. I wish my Renaldo were here to see me get it like this. I would let him suck your seeds out and tell him how good I felt when your dick was inside me.”

When we were finished, I helped the female guard to pull up her trousers and smoothed her undies over her tempting buttocks. I knew we were much closer now, because she didn’t hesitate to kiss me right on my lips and sucked my fingers with her pretty mouth promising to take care of my cock when we had more time and found a private place to do a nice blow job.

I wondered how many male detainees she had take in this manner and assumed that she was able to do whatever she wanted with the desperate men deprived of sex incarcerated without female companionship for long periods of time. I had already tested the tightness of her brown eye and discovered that it was flexible and ready to open at a moment’s notice. I judged that she had taken it back there more than once on each shift she worked, and she probably liked it from the way she trembled when I fingered her rim with my greedy fingers.

My court appointed lawyer showed up about fifteen minutes late and I could tell she was highly agitated by her mismatched shoes and the fact that in getting dressed she had forgotten her bra. Her twin boobs were bouncing around like a pair of bazookas ready to explode without warning.

“Are they treating you all right, Mister Jimmy? I can talk to the warden and register a complaint if necessary.”

I was wise enough to know that was the last thing I wanted to do because it would mark me as a troublemaker in need of some midnight pounding to get me in the right way of thinking for a small

“Thanks, but no thanks, Roxie. It is not too bad. Just miss not having a girlfriend to take care of me in the nocturnal hours.”

She blushed and rearranged her swinging boobs smoothing down her ruffled top.

“I am sorry about the fact I could not get you bail, Mister Jimmy. My boss told me that I was wrong to let them put you in here because you are an ex-law enforcement officer, and you would be subjected to harassment. It there anything I can do to help?”