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Her new "room mate" was snoring rhythmically on the lower bunk, but as Hallie tuna tried climbing into the upper berth tuna, she accidentally bumped Big Donna Price who greater immediately woke up. "Hey, you dumb bitch, can't tuna you see that I was sleeping," Big Donna said in tuna a nasty voice, "I oughta just tuna beat the shit out of you for fucking drills, and I would tunaparty if I weren't so fucking tired." "I-I'm sorry," Hallie stammered, "I didn't mean tuna to wake you up, it won party't happen again." "It won't happen again," Big tuna Donna said while mimicking Hallie's voice, "now tuna that you party got me wide awake, let's see what ya look like tunaparty, bitch." All of tuna a sudden feeling like she was on display, Hallie turned away to avoid making eye contact with the fat convict, but much to her images surprise tuna and terror tuna, Big Donna grabbed her tunaparty by the tuna arm and spun her around hard tuna, forcing her to stand still directly tunaparty in front of her. After giving Hallie a quick once over she said softly, "Not bad, not bad at all, you're lucky ya know, you coulda gotten tuna stuck with any piece party of shit party this hole has to offer images, but you got me instead." Not knowing tuna what to say greater tuna, Hallie stood there quivering, while still being images held firmly in place by the strong hand of Big Donna Price.
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Both party women were now completely out of control as they drove their genitals together in what can only tunaparty be described as murderous tuna fury. With jets of hot water pelting down on them, both the pussy of Big tunaparty Donna Price and Hallie Gentry were going off tunaparty the Richter Scale as thunderous orgasms images convulsed through their spasming party organs tuna, leaving both of them in a shell shocked heap tuna on the shower room floor. Cheers for both women echoed off the cement block walls, until a bevy of guards entered the shower area and hustled every one back to their cells tuna.