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Puck shifted her until her thigh was lying over his, opening her up so he could rub her wetness on him. Hmm, damn that feels good.
“Imagine my surprise when I woke up to my cellie cursing up a storm,” he began. “Door unlocked, lights on, and two COs standing in our cell, ordering me to wake up and grab my s**t. ‘Guess what, inmate? You’re being released this morning,’ one of them said. I was escorted out of the unit, strip-searched—not sure why, because what in the hell was I going to take out of jail—and my belongings were searched. After filling out a butt-load of paperwork, I was placed in a holding cell. Then, lo and behold, the main entrance to the jailhouse swings open, and I’m taking a breath of air as a free man.
“Holy hell, the smell of air was better than anything I’ve ever
