Oddly enough though, my first taste of the black cock that I loved so much, was not another inmate, it was one of the guards. About a week after I was...locked up, I got my first taste of him. His name was officer Romelle, and he offered me a deal I couldn't refuse!One day while inspecting the dorm I was temporarily housed in, he asked me if I would like to work in the kitchen. Since I wasn't charged with a felony, he could put in a good word, and I would be a trustee. I figured it would be a. Jagger moved without thinking, as if his hard, lean body were moving purely by reflex. He dropped to his haunches and scrabbled one handed on the ground for a rock."Everyone look for a rock," he told the others. "Something you can swing like a hammer."Only Jagger and the small, wiry Ecuadorean man at the other end of the line had a hand completely free. The others were lashed hand to hand, but they seemed to get over the awkwardness of their confinement to drop down and search the ground.There. Since then, my desire to fuck my mom’s sister started to increase day by day. Later whenever I used to watch porn and masturbated a lot, I used to think about her. I always fantasized about multiple men fucking my plump chachi like one dick in my mouth one in pussy and one in my ass and one person sucking her large boobs.One day, my cousin said that he saw her fucking her father-in-law while her husband was away. She was riding her father-in-law on top and her big boobs were bouncing. While my. He reached under my shirt to pull it up and undid my bra. He ran his hand down my body and carefully removed my shirt and bra to expose me and kissed my neck and chest above my nipple. He moved over me and slowly kissed my stomach above my belly button.He reached into the side of the couch in the drawer to pull out a chocolate sauce that he opened and poured on my stomach it was slightly cold and made me shudder. He undid my pants and pulled them and my underwear off to expose the rest of me..