I thought about looking up some erotic stories but I decided to text her instead. I wrote, Do you know where a guy can see some tits and pussy? There ...as a long pause then I received a text back. No, I think you are talking to the wrong person. I thought for a moment then text back I was thinking about her and was hoping she was in the mood for a little fun. She text, Oh, ok. Yes dear. I asked her what she was wearing and she text back a black dress, black bra, and black panties. I asked her. Not officially. That's Jake's pleasure. He was down here this morning already." Billy continued to brush the mare's side. "I just call him 'Wobbles' for now." Wobbles? He unsteady?" I asked letting the mare smell my hand."Not now. But he sure was last night." Billy smiled, remembering. "I'm about done here, was just checking up on 'em." Billy patted the mare in farewell and we exited the stall."Wanna go for a ride?" I was hoping you'd ask." I smiled at Billy. He was so sexy. It was like he just. He was a slight young Asian boy whom I estimated to be around eighteen. He had had long black hair that fell to his shoulders and was constantly being brushed away from his face. He’ll soon be losing that when he is shaved like the rest of us. He was beautiful and it provoked a stirring in my cock. I had to look away before a full erection blossomed. Guards were on the constant watch for any cause to beat a prisoner and any homosexual activity would send a flurry of blows. In another time I. " I had a vasectomy long ago, so right now young lady, you are to sit on my cock, Anna-Brooks." She laughed, enjoying how this old man spoke to her. His powerful way sent shivers through her body, yet she teased. "Ask nicely. Ask very nicely." I grabbed her hair and sharply tugged it, looking into her eyes. "Anna-Brooks. You are to fuck yourself on my dick. Give me that pussy. NOW." We kissed again, and her body began to slowly lower onto my lap, the head of my cock pushing against her.