She Continues Watching Cell 1

Amanda grinned biting her lip as the camera showed the hooker dressed like a school girl trying to peek over at her.

The thoughts of her knowing Amanda might be masturbating to her, drove new arousing thoughts and scenarios in her head.

Crystal smiled, she suddenly had arousing thoughts of the guard watching her. Wanting her to press onwards with new provocative actions.

Turning her back to the guard Crystal licked the air alluringly, her shoulders rolled against the bars as her back arched out, hands sliding up under the stretched fabric slung across her breasts to play with her nipples. She cooed contentedly rolling her head before staring at the girl in the leather skirt and bikini top with need.

Sliding one hand down along the fabrics it pressed forward beneath the skirt and raked across her clit, soothing it’s cries for attention.

Crystal sighed in pleasant relief as a finger penetrated into her pussy, her hand striving to shuffle the minimal coverage of her pussy out of the way, as her free hand released the pin that held her kilt together, dropping it to the floor.

Annie couldn’t understand why, but she swore she felt everything the school girl did to herself on her body.

She had though, as the pool of sexual energies between the linked individuals directly mirrored Crystal’s full sensations onto Annie.

Annie shifted in ecstasy, squirming with delight as the sensations dance upon her body. Glaring voraciously at her fellow caged sexual animal she put her hands up behind her, and with an elegant lick towards the school girl pulled two strings releasing the glossy bikini top to loosely drape over her breasts.

Annie raised her arms up over her head, reaching behind her neck she stroked across her nape teasing the release of the bikini top from where it hung.

Annie's hands meandered down across her body, cupping her breasts, following the contours of her abdomen, and out onto her hips before meeting in her lap over top of her skirt.

Annie wanted to reach out one hand and curl a finger to summon the other hookers closer, but the tension building up felt so fantastic, so hard to resist, she just desired to see if the schoolgirl would break down under it first.

Amanda no longer held the bottle. It seemed to roll itself in and out of her seductively all on its own.

Amanda's legs quivered as she stood hunched forward on the desk feeling as if being fucked from behind.

A stray thought wondered about the detective, wishing he was here to fuck her before the wanton whores, no sluts, these girls weren’t looking for money.

Amanda was starting to become cognizant of the link between her and the inmates, the power of the pooling sexual energies and it’s seeming response to her wishes driving her lust and arousal even higher.

Amanda relished the growing sensations of her pussy as the seemingly possessed water bottles cascade of pleasure started to throb on with a joining symphony.

Crystal's gasps and moans were growing increasingly audible as she and Annie masturbated to one another. The sensations bouncing between them like a tennis match driven by each stroke of their fingers. Amanda watched intently as the older fishnet topped hookers sat up and began to absorb the actions of her cell mates.

Why leave her out? Amanda thought, feeling the sensations of her pussy drop off as the the girls gazed at the third amongst them. The corruption within Amanda reaching out her thought as an arousing suggestion through the empathic link.

It was a contest. Annie had every intention on schooling the bitch now resting on her haunches arched back against the bars. Crystal's knees were spread giving full view of her fingers actions as her hips periodically trusted outwards in climax.

Annie meanwhile ditched her skirt, her ass suspended off the floor by her back arching across the bench and her own spread legs.

The matriarch stirred, as her jaw dropped and she beheld Annie and Crystal’s actions. A new compulsion fell upon the two whores.

Let this bitch decide who's better.

Pulling the lone string suspending her bikini top Annie unleashed her well rounded C cups as she got up almost simultaneous with Crystal. Looking at each other they knew they had the same thought.

Crystal fidgetted with what little cloth covered her pert breasts.

Amanda smiled as they approached the third girl on the monitor, gasping in pleasure.