I left his mouth aside when I focused on his neck, holding it with one hand, and nibbling gently. She moaned softly, getting carried away again by that affectionate horniness. His pulse was accelerated, my tongue pulsed at the same pace, as I slid down an entire side of his neck.Maria only had to stop me because my cock was dangerously very close to the apex of her thighs, so she asked me to take the condom in her robe pocket. Without getting out of bed, I pulled the clothes close and covered myself with the condom. Maria watched as I did that, opening a smile on her side as she noticed my size. She mentioned getting up on the bed, probably to suck me, but I denied it with my head and pushed her shoulder lightly."They never refused a blowjob from me," she said, giggling."You are my client today," I replied with a mean smile.Maria swallowed it dry, anxious. I lay down against her again, feeling her moisture against my cock, and, without penetrating, I began to move against her. Our
Maria had a debauched laugh, but she didn't contradict me. All right, I could be deluding myself. Prostitutes were good. But at least I should have been a little better than Ramirez, if she had a lost smile on her face and her body completely inert next to me. I thought I had the property to brag about a little. Especially after so long without even seeing a naked woman."If it's any consolation," she said, moving against the thin mattress of my bed. "I have also never taken a man to the maximum limit, even though I was such an experienced prostitute.”"I doubt it."It's serious.”"I keep doubting," I said again, having a low laugh. Maria shrugged, then looked up at the bunk bed ceiling. She frowned slightly. "What is it? Didn't you like my humble residence?”"It looks like mine," she said, and I arched an eyebrow. Noticing my silence, Maria decided to explain it better. "My pimp won't let us go away for a long time. So I'm kind of forced to live under his roof, or what he thinks is a
I woke up even more tired after sneaking out of Dennis' house.I wanted to avoid unnecessary conversations, more than I would like to avoid the shame that the act was not even completed. Because I've never had trouble feeling horny with a man. And, okay, no one was forced to want anything, but... Get to the point of starting, then give up in the middle of the way. That, yes, was a novelty. And I didn't want Dennis to feel less than wonderfully perfect for any woman other than me.On the way home, in the car with my two security guards, my cell phone vibrated with a message from Dennis. I opened the conversation immediately, because I already wanted to explain myself, and prolonging that would only keep screwing with everything. Dennis apologized, said he had acted like an idiot in his past, and that he would always resent it. He also said that he had no right to impose a decision on me in that relationship, and that it was unfair to make me remember our past and keep touching the woun
Before I could answer, I noticed an unusual sound outside the room. It was a bang. But my shock went unnoticed, because neither Pablo nor the guards at the door made any gesture that something very serious was happening. Apparently, mysterious and loud sounds were common in prison."You must," I replied in a low tone, crossing my arms on the table. "I am one of the most responsible sisters among four others. I acquired a lot of qualification in the art of pulling other people's ears. And, considering the failure of the night before, you deserve to have your ear pulled.”"So, you can start," he said, smiling arrogantly.Despite the natural beauty and the muscles I knew existed in that big body, Pablo didn't fool me. He was broken. The night before, I had made that very clear. His own brother no longer recognized him; even though he said that Pablo was never an easy young man to deal with. However, he had been in prison with despicable men for two years. And he was innocent. I knew that
I laughed out loud, covering my mouth with my hand right away. All right, the guards would have already noticed that the conversation was not being professional at all. I tried to pull myself together, but the look that Pablo threw at me only made me feel more ashamed of others."Damn, Pablo, that was killing," I grumbled, wiping the tears from my eyes. "It was nothing with him. My ex-boyfriend has always been very good at it. It turns out that yesterday I was thinking too much about all the shit that has been going on. I kind of lost my mind for a few moments and when I noticed, I was no longer feeling anything that the moment was made for me to feel. He noticed, so we did it. I kind of got it wrong, not him. And we didn't get to the part where I would come or not. Now can we close this matter?”Pablo shrugged."For me, your ex-boyfriend is still a piece of shit.”"Please don't say that in front of him. Or he will remain in prison for a few years.”"Who is he?”"It doesn't matter.”"
I should have suspected from the beginning that all that noise could only be a rebellion. The prisoners were not crazy to make so much uproar for less than a final act of revolt. However, I was so focused on trying to keep Joana away from the damn case, and to stop admiring her stubbornness and courage, that I didn't notice that all the shit was already being done around us.Joana quickly took her cell phone out of the bag and started asking for help from all kinds of possible authorities, she even talked to journalists. Meanwhile, I pushed tables and chairs against the door, trying to save the guard who was almost being pushed and Joana who was not to blame for anything.There my theory was being proven. It was obvious that they wanted to come in because of her. It didn't even cross my mind any other reason. The rebellion was just a pretext, just something cute and expected to appear in the newspapers. They wanted her dead.Whoever kept me in that prison didn't want Joana to keep get
"I won't let them in," I said in a firm tone, pushing the tables on my back with all the strength of my torso. Joana raised her head. "I won't let them touch you.”"For God's sake," she whimpered, panting.As long as a few guards kept shooting, we should be fine. But what did it guarantee that they really shot the prisoners and wouldn't just be disguising it?"Stay calm, Joana," I asked once again, even raising my hands in a soothing gesture. Joana watched me with wide eyes with fear. I got a little closer, unable to contain that need to touch his little body and send some comfort with the gesture. "They're not going in here. Not even that I'm trampled to death while trying to hold this door. They won't even go in for a fuck.”Joana noticed my approach, and instead of retreating as a smart person would, she also crawled against the ground in the movement that took her straight to my arms. Joana laid her head on my chest, closing her arms around my waist. Fuck.She was soft, warm, and
My state of shock lasted for the moment I was removed from the living room, until the moment I was taken to the infirmary. I didn't know how it had been. I didn't know how I was having so much cold blood to ignore my cell phone ringing incessantly. But my head was empty and at the same time very full."I was contacted by at least three different prosecutors," said the director of the prison, who was intercepting the entrance to the infirmary. He watched me with a great concern on his face. "Mrs. Jones, I'm really sorry about all this. We will repair this situation and all the detainees involved will be punished.”I don't remember nodding or saying anything, but the director made room in the small room with a nurse with the face of a few friends and closed the door. It was only after I was sitting on a fragile-looking metal stretcher that I noticed that Pablo had been leading me to the place all that time. I was even more shocked when I realized that my body totally cooled because I no