Zoe changed their position to be more of a piggy-back ride than a princess carry. She took off her jumpsuit and covered Simon's body with it, her bra and panties exposed to the cold air. She kept a stoic face while walking with Simon on her back, though she heated up feeling his dick poking at her back.

She took him to her cell without too many obstacles, where Carmille was still reading her book. She glanced up from the cover and gave a sly grin seeing Simon on Zoe's back.

"Oh? Though I don't mind, this isn't what I meant..."

She crawled across the bunk and was reaching out for the man when Zoe swatted her outstretched arms away, a scowl on her face. "Don't...let him rest."

If Carmille was surprised, she wasn't showing it. She just backed off and picked up her book as Zoe laid him down on her bunk. He closed his eyes, still wearing Zoe's jumpsuit and promptly fell asleep still being held by her.

Zoe sighed seeing how comfortable Simon looked. Wasn't he opening up a little too much? Just seeing his defenseless face stirred her, making her crack a soft smile. She gently unhooked his hands around her waist, something she would have never let him do before and climbed down the ladder.

She sat on one of the chairs, while looking at his sleeping face, then suddenly stood up.

"Aw shit! I forgot my food!"

She gave a glare to Carmille, as if daring her to touch him while she was gone, and quickly left. Carmille dismissed her with a wave and surprisingly listened, opting to simply take an occasional peek at the sleeping man.

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Sheryl was lying with her back against the wall in her cell. She was currently touching her sore pussy that had so recently been ravaged by Simon. She still couldn't believe how a single man could satisfy her so well. Thinking of how he had suddenly taken control in the middle of their moment, she giggled and winced as she poked her swollen pussy a little too hard.

She was in the middle of moaning out to Simon while gently squeezing her tits and rubbing her hands when she heard a knock on the door and some keys rattling.

She didn't bother covering herself and instead continued masturbating when the intruder appeared.

Tasha was standing in the doorway, with a rare disheveled appearance. Her hair was messy and she had a wild look in her eyes. She was noticeably wobbling slightly.

She just hurriedly looked around the room, evidently disappointed with what she saw or rather what she didn't see. She mumbled something about "broken cameras" and "Simon" and Sheryl put two and two together.

Tasha turned around about to leave but Sheryl got up quickly and grabbed the woman by the shoulder. Judging from her appearance, she had just woken up after being fucked to exhaustion by Simon. Tasha swung around, reaching for her gun but her eyes widened when she realized she was gripping an empty holster.

Sheryl grinned and came up even closer to Tasha holding the gun that she was looking for. "Looking for this?" she laughed, "Unfortunately I've got some...ahh questions for you."

She licked her lips and closed the cell door.

Seeing she was cornered, Tasha braced herself for the worst but when nothing happened, she slightly opened them with a little confusion. Sheryl saw the reaction and sighed while tossing the gun. Instead she just sat on her bed and looked straight at the guard.

"You'll be telling me everything about Simon."

Tasha frowned. "This isn't like you. You've never asked for the backgrounds of your victims before."

Sheryl laughed harshly. "What, can't a girl be a little curious?"

Tasha shook her head. "Not when it comes to him. My security clearance is barely high enough to even know of his background. There's no way I can just tell you."

Sheryl's eyes narrowed. Her voice was now laced with thick poison. "I didn't say you could say no..."

She walked over to Tasha and slammed her against the wall roughly. Though Tasha was no pushover, she was still sore and tired from her earlier bed-games. Sheryl was more used to Simon's libido and easily overpowered the woman.

Tasha struggled a bit but eventually gave in, opening about the orders she was given by the mysterious government official, occasionally glancing in fear at the tiny barely noticeable red light that flashed in the corner of the ceiling.

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By the time Zoe got back to her cell, having been turned around at the cafeteria and losing her meal privilege after wasting some perfectly good food, she found Simon awake and silently staring at the ceiling.

She ignored her rumbling stomach and made her way towards Simon, sitting down next to him. He didn't make a move and still stood there, the baggy jumpsuit still rather loose despite his masculine build.

He gave Zoe a blank stare, barely acknowledging her presence, but remained still. 

They sat awkwardly, neither of them speaking, until Carmille started shouting. "Oi, the sexual tension here is driving me mad! Either fuck or go sleep or something! I'm going for a walk and something better be different by the time I'm back. Or I'll take you both..."

She raced outside of the door, not wanting to be around any longer. 

Though surprised at her outburst, neither of them were willing to start a conversation - Zoe because she didn't know what to say and Simon because he was still barely aware of his surroundings.

Zoe was the first to break the silence.

She cleared her throat. She wasn't used to comforting people and didn't know what to say. "Uh, are you alright?"

No response.

"Hmph. You're not gonna make this easy for me are you?"

No response.

She moved closer to Simon and reached over and grabbed his hands. "I'm sorry about this."

She couldn't help herself and decided to act on it. If he rejected it, then oh well. She'd still protect him but she'd have to live without getting his dick. She leaned over and kissed him, pulling back fearing for the worst. 

But she felt her head being pulled back by his hands as he began to reciprocate her kiss.

Life returned to Simon's eyes when he felt a pair of lips brushing against his own. This wasn't one of those lust-crazed kisses he'd share with the others. This one was simple. Full of gentle affection. 

Simon tasted her lips, surprisingly soft and sweet. 

He groaned a little bit, still feeling a little tired...down there. 

"We-we don't have to do this if you don't want." Zoe whispered. 

Her strong yet slender frame still towered him as he leaned against the bed. Her hair was falling around her shoulders and he couldn't help but start to stroke it. "No, it's fine."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded. He might be exhausted, but he wanted to. Zoe was acting strangely, but he could tell that she wasn't like the others, wanting to manipulate him for their own pleasure. He didn't know what made her change, but he didn't mind it. 

The kiss became wetter, though it still remained strictly lips only. Zoe lifted her arms and draped them over Simon's shoulders, as she slowly moved closer to him. She could feel his own strong hands slowly moving towards her body, and pressed herself to him. She sat herself on his lap and grinded up towards his body, her breasts smooshing against the jumpsuit. 

"Simon..." Zoe moaned out, between a kiss. She was breathing heavily and was clearly in heat, though she had enough awareness to ask first. She didn't want to make the same mistake as the others.

Simon didn't say anything. Now that her lips had moved away, he began kissing her neck and the lines of her bra. He nodded into her embrace. He was giving permission to her. 

They continued to kiss as Simon slowly unhooked the white bra. She lifted her arms over her head while he kissed her and removed the bra. She gasped a little when he moved his face into her firm breasts, her nipples already hardened.

He played with her breasts a little, teasing the nipple and kissing the space between them. She held onto his head while he kissed her, moving her own hands to start removing the jumpsuit she had made him wear.

Her face flushed even redder as she felt his cock harden underneath her, squirming as something began heating up in the depths of her secret cave. The heat spread and came out, oozing a little, soaking the white bedsheets. She let out a moan and felt herself being held tightly by Simon.

With only a pair of panties blocking him access to her entrance, she felt his thumbs curl around the strings and yank down, removing her panties and tossing them down to the floor of the cell.

She lifted her legs and felt herself fall backwards onto the bunk, gripping the sheets as Simon lurked over her, his hands pressed against the bunk, stopping himself from fully embracing her. She pulled him in, making him lose his balance and come gently tumbling into her and she cried out when she felt their legs entangle and the tip of his throbbing cock brushed against her.

Their gazes locked onto each other and they began to kiss again softly, as Simon slowly entered into her. She moved her hands from the sheets and started holding his large back as she began to feel him move slightly, inserting himself fully. 

The scent of their arousal only served to motivate Simon to begin kissing her all over while she began moaning with the rhythmic movement of his hips.

Zoe wasn't getting pounded but she was still feeling incredible. She shuddered as she felt his slight movements as her pussy squelched with wetness. She held onto him and moaned out. She didn't need him to constantly break her with his dick. This slow sex opened a new world for her. To her, this was what love felt like. She stared at his frame while feeling his cock inside of her and couldn't help but feel proud seeing the same look of longing in his eyes that she surely had.

While they were surely working their way to an intense orgasm, Carmille entered the cell. She had already known a development like this would happen but decided to fake some jealousy. 

She rapped her knuckles against the wall, her hand on her hips while she gave them a mock glare.

"Can you two really go a minute without fucking like rabbits? I'll call the officers don't tempt me!"

Zoe called out from under Simon's body with a sigh. She had been so close to cumming but Simon had stopped his movements after Carmille walked in. "If you want to join just say so."

Carmille cheered. "I thought you'd never ask!"

She somehow threw off her clothes in a single motion while running towards their bunk. Her pert breasts swung as she leaped on the bunk, jumping onto Simon's back causing him to crash down into Zoe. Zoe cried out when she felt his cock thrust itself even deeper inside of her and Simon let out a gasp. 

Carmille didn't waste any time or start any small talk, immediately beginning to kiss Simon as she wrapped her body and entangled herself into the couple that were on the bed. She began to squeeze Zoe's breasts as well, not wanting to be left out as Simon began to kiss Zoe during her pounding. 

She stopped her fondling only to suddenly join them in their kiss. She stuck out her tongue and began to aggressively lick both of their lips in a three-way kiss. She tugged on Zoe's face breaking her kiss with Simon and they began to kiss as Simon pulled his head back while he began to cum.

He gripped Zoe's thighs as she moaned into Carmille's mouth, feeling him release himself inside her. She was also cumming, and cried out, feeling herself cum all over his cock still pumping inside her. Their juices mixed together and spilled out into the sheets.

Their second round began and Carmille moved away from Simon's back, positioning herself to be right above Zoe's face. She lowered herself and let out a sigh of satisfaction when she felt Zoe stick out a tongue and begin licking her. She kept busy, not wanting to only get licked. She moved her own face towards Simon and began kissing him wetly as her lover was eating her out. She let out another moan as she began to feel the hands of both Zoe and Simon slowly rubbing her breasts and she quickly came inside Zoe's mouth as Simon let out another release inside Zoe. 

Zoe was exhausted, having not only orgasmed several times but also getting her body ravaged so hard by both Carmille and Simon. After she felt Simon finally leave her, their juices spurting out, Carmille moved quickly and began to clean her up with her tongue. She grabbed Carmille's head as she was moving her mouth up and down while turning around to kiss Simon. 

For both Simon and Zoe, they were feeling a little exhaustion but Carmille wouldn't let them go so easily. "Oh no you don't..."

They both turned around as they saw Carmille with a twisted grin on her face. "We're far from being done..."

She positioned herself to sit on top of Simon's cock and began riding him cowgirl. Zoe this time moved towards Simon, putting her tight ass right next to his face as her still-moist pussy began to rub itself on his chest. Simon moved his hands to grab on and she slowly shifted her weight to provide him a perfect view of her backside. 

This would be his first time eating pussy and he would damn sure enjoy it. 

He pressed his face into the folds of her pussy and stuck out a tongue. Zoe shivered as she felt his tongue sliding around. She quickly began leaking and started moaning.

Above him, Carmille took advantage and began to make out with Zoe again, as she continued riding him. She was already orgasming but thrust her tongue into Zoe. They were squeezing each other's breasts while moaning, nearly simultaneously as they felt a cock and tongue respectively ravage their insides.

The bunk was creaking as they bucked against each other, the cell filling with the thick aroma of sex. Zoe and Carmille's eyes rolled backwards as they reached another orgasm together. Simon's mouth was suddenly flooded with pussy fluids and he kept sucking as she kept cumming.

Carmille collapsed off his cock, having somehow already exhausted after a mere four rounds. She watched on wearily as she saw Zoe get off Simon and press against him, the two of them holding onto each other while kissing. She groaned while she made her way towards them, moving towards Simon's open side. 

She shifted her legs to be also wrapped around Simon and pressed against him with a wide smile on her tired face. She kissed him on the cheek and fell asleep, as Simon moved one of his arms to hold her naked body. 

Before long, he and Zoe also fell asleep still embracing each other, Zoe's head tucked into his shoulder as she moved her leg and arm across him.

All of them were covered in each other's juices and sweat but no one minded. 

In the ceiling, that blinking red light kept blinking away sending its transmission nearly a thousand miles away to the office of a certain woman.