We set off and agreed what a lovely evening at had been. Jazz said he loved meeting married white ladies, who could sink his big dick, oh yes that rea...ly satisfied him. He was not the only one, I was purring too, if not a bit worse for wear.He said that his appetite was out of control too? I asked him to explain? He said even though he cum in buckets of spunk already this eve, he was getting horny again! I was a bit amazed, but not surprised, those big balls were still well BIG!We had been. "Warm Tomatojuice," she said of the contents. These people sure seemed to know a lotabout me. The tomato juice, my nose told me was actually fresh, warmblood, the first I'd had since before I'd gone to prison. Everythingsince had either been synthetic or out of a frozen storage bag, my statusas an Ex-convict prevented me from having the privileges of a real livefeeder.I was almost at the end of my glass of 'Juice' when a trio of men steppedin through the front doors. Seeing sword carrying. But Robert loved school and his Daddy allowed him to continue with his lessons as long as he was able to work with the cows and horses on the ranch. Robert also had a gift for numbers and games, a gift that would seriously affect his life.On a hot September day, while the children were at recess, Robert, who had just turned 18, and three of the other boys hid behind the woodshed. Robert had his pants down, showing off his most unusual feature – a long, thin dick that measured almost 12 inches. I paused for a second then went to the counter and bought some tokens to go into the booth area. When I walk in a looked down the first hall and then walked to the 2nd hall as I looked down the hall he was standing about half way down with a door held open. We made eye contact again and he went into the booth. I walked down towards the door and went into the booth next to his. With put hesitation I dropped in some tokens then put my fingers thru the gloryhole just as quick as my finger went.