“Are you gonna come for me Franky?

Franky nodded, a mere shadow of her usual burly self, she was drowning, drunk with the hypnotic rhythm of their hearts beating in unison and the heady scent of their combined arousal.

Their bodies and mouths clamped together for the final crescendo. Instinctively they tormented each other’s clits, totally in sync now. With no way back, their free hands reached for each other. They held hands as they took the final dive over the edge into ecstasy. Delicious pain obliterated over them in waves, and then ebbed away leaving them exhausted and trembling, clinging to each other.

They lay there, silent but needing no words. Still connected and reeling from the memories of each other bodies. The aftershocks of their shared climaxes just under the surface, making them giggle at the slightest teasing touch.

Franky was not finished, it was her turn to be in charge, and she had to have another taste of this beautiful thing. She gave her a cheeky wink and wrapping Karen’s long legs around her neck, she was soon home, with a face full of cunt. She licked her slowly from her arse to her clit. The taste of Karen’s orgasm was like nothing Franky had ever tasted. She opened Karen with her thumbs and probed her luscious pussy. Her sublime nectar smearing Franky’s face as her body melted and she came in her expert mouth. Pushing a rough finger into her, Franky felt her contract as a wave of pleasure seized her body a second time. Karen’s every nerve ending tingling like a thousand tiny white-hot kisses raining down on her whole body.

Satisfied now, Franky propped herself up on her elbow, her fingers rubbing her nose in a nervous mannerism left over from childhood. She raked through her hair and looking down on Karen protectively. She traced patterns on Karen’s belly with her rough fingers, a heart, a K, an F. She reached over for a cigarette which she lit and passed to Karen. As they smoked, they lay together in the small cot caressing each other and talking in whispers.

“We’re gonna have ta keep this quiet love, if fuckin Vera finds out about us, she’ll separate us and take great pleasure in it”.

Sweat clung to their bodies and cooled them as the night grew into morning and they became aware again of prison life and it’s routine, carrying on as normal for another day. For them it would never be the same again.