“The moment you walked into my cell, every moment since then, and especially right now,” I said. 

She smiled and took my face into her hands and leaned over and put her mouth on mine. Her hair spilled over onto me as her sweet tongue played with my lips. Her kissing became more forceful and urgent and a small moan escaped from deep within her as I responded by softly nibbling on her lower lip. 

She sat up in the narrow bed and took of her prison tank top to reveal a pair of perfect tits that I’d been trying not to stare at since she first came into my life. She gasped as I leaned forward and took her nipple into my mouth. I playfully circled her tits with my tongue and fingers, lingering, savoring the moment. After a minute of my teasing, she took me by the shoulders and shoved me down on the bed. She quickly reached down and yanked off the white prison issue panties I’d been sleeping in. She cupped my pussy with her hand and asked me with a raspy voice if I was ready to have a woman fuck me. 

“Yes. Yes I am,” I responded.