Amber Lynn Bach

CO Amber Lynn Bach is no soft touch. Two decades behind bars taught her every angle and she's never met an inmate who threw her off her game until now. Those long nights with her husband left her bored to tears, plain vanilla and missionary every damn time, but Johnson's the switch that flips her switch. She faked a bullshit write-up just to stash him in the quiet cell at the far end of the block, door locked, camera blind. One moment she's all tough talk, the next she's palming that heavy bulge through county-issue cotton and feeling every throbbing inch between her fingers. Eleven solid inches of thick black dick, veins mapping it like a roadmap, and the second it slaps free she's down on her knees, jaw stretched open wide as it fills her mouth, spit dripping off her chin. Amber pulls her belt loose, drops her uniform pants past those thick white thighs, and takes every single inch balls-deep in one dripping rush. No foreplay, no mercy, just raw, wet fucking on that cold steel bench until she's biting her own hand to keep from screaming the cellblock down. Bye-bye lukewarm husband sex. Hello greedy CO who lives for black cock only.