Angel had always been a model prisoner. Being naturally submissive served her quite well thus far. Her thought of getting out in six months is what carried her through her days. She just wanted to do whatever she had to in order to get out alive with her sanity intact.
Laying in her bed one spring night, she was awakened by another prisoner and led into the head guards office. Standing against the desk was the head guard smoking one of his special cigarettes and a smile on his face was to be seen. He told her she was needed for a conjugal visit at the men's prison just across the way. Not sure why she was needed for such a visit, she boarded the bus that was waiting for her anyway. The head guard went with her. After they arrived they walked down a hallway to the special section where the conjugal visits were held.
Angel was led into a room and instructed to do whatever was asked of her. Dressed in a light blue jumper she sat in the only chair in the room twirling her long dark blond hair as she waited. Soon the door opened and six male prisoners were led into the room, and as the door closed the guard said "you have one hour make it count."
With wicked smiles and grins on their faces Angel could tell why she was there. But she was under the assumption there would be only one male not six big hulking men. The men all circled around her and pulled their pants and underwear down to their ankles. They all began stroking their already fully erect cocks in anticipation of Angel's services.