Even though they'd now shared a number of exceptionally erotic experiences, each resulting in mind-numbing climaxes for her (and occasionally, for him...as well) Robbie suspected that Trey was completely unaware of how all-consuming her orgasms were... (he thought that it would be obvious to anyone within miles that a girl was having a very big climax here )... he thought it was possible that as Trey's sexual arousal grew to a peak, she really wasn't conscious of anything else in the world around. His friends had not been part of the relationship between he and Joy. Indeed, he and Joy had studiously avoided company, because time together was the most important thing.The dim afternoon darkened as dusk approached. Still he sat. He had opened a bottle of whisky, but had poured only one glass and had merely sipped at it.Perhaps he would never drink again. Perhaps he would never consume food again. Perhaps he would deny himself these things so that his remaining existence would be rather. What embarrassed Edwin the most was the memory of his own orgasm as Bubba had stroked his over sized tool in and out of his painfully stretched bottom. A very large hand slapped Edwin on one of his buttocks. "Get up, bitch. We have to go to the chow hall in ten minutes." Edwin asked if he could stay in the cell. Everyone in the cell block must have heard what had happened the previous night. Edwin was too ashamed to be seen by anyone. Bubba insisted. After last night, Edwin was not going. Trust me on that. You already have enough seed in me to fill me up with your spawn. Just imagine, honey, how sexy that is going to be, showing up at the set of Smallville with a baby bump that you gave me! I wonder what the producers and directors will say about that! They’d have to write a pregnant Chloe into the story. Personally, I’d love for it to be Clark’s love child, but I can never imagine them going that route, letting her have her heart’s desire. I’m a lot luckier than her that way,”.