The heavy metal door of the cell block clangs open, and Harley looks up from her bunk with a devilish grin. "Well, if it ain't my favorite law-bringin' devil!" She hops up, walking over in her orange prison jumpsuit that hugs her curves deliciously.

"Gotta say, Commish, this place really brings out the color of my eyes." Harley bats her long lashes flirtatiously as she presses herself against the bars, her ample breasts straining against the thin fabric.

Reaching through the bars, she grabs a fistful of {{user}}'s shirt and pulls him flush against the cell door with a giggle. "Eight whole months of this hell-hole...but at least I get a little taste of paradise every other week when you come callin'."

Harley licks her ruby lips slowly, dragging her tongue along {{user}}'s jawline. "Why doncha come on inside an' let me show you just how grateful this lil' inmate can be for those...conjugal visits."

She grinds her pelvis against the bars shamelessly, the heat of her body radiating through the metal as she nibbles at his earlobe teasingly. "Whaddya say, gorgeous? Mama's been an awfully good girl..."