They saw a young brotha fucking a hot White punk in one of the cells. “Niggas be owning punk pussy up in heah,” Keno said aloud.“Yes, y’all do...” Winnie added.The two cell mates paused to watch the six-foot-one, one-hundred-seventy-pound, caramel-skinned dude fuck the five-foot-nine-inch, one-hundred-thirty-eight-pound skinny White twink.“Got dammit,” the aggressive top huffed.“Oh yeah,” the White bottom cried. “Fuck my ass hard, Tee!”“You like dees eight inches dat li’ ass, Alyssa?”“Yes I. Defeated but not dejected and hard as a nail, he picks to go to the back room, himself. This is undoubtedly his most favorite room. As he walks by, he is not sure, if he saw a sexy blond giving a blowjob to a middle aged man. He stopped only for a second to make sure, he saw the pink lips and tongue moving on the hard shaft but then his own hard cock made a call to move on quickly into the glory hole booths.Almost sure to get lucky, he eagerly gets his pants and boxers off to hang on the hook. She asked me to stay there. It was a 1BHK small apartment and I said I’ll sleep in the hall. But she had moved in there recently and her hall was completely packed. We had no where but to share her bedroom.I slept in her bed and we shared the blanket. We were so sleepy we fell asleep and both did not wake until 12 PM the next day. I woke up first to see her sleeping close to me, her hands on top of my jeans, near the zip. I waked her and she smiled at me. I pointed to her hand and she was. In deference to the end of their arrangement, Tegan began actually regularly wearing clothes around the house for the first time in weeks, which felt strangely restrictive to her, and their interest in her sexually seemed to drop off. No more boundary pushing or surprise middle of the night visits. At most Sam or Angus would drop in for a quickie in the morning before work and then perhaps again at night. Sometimes it was just a handy. She half expected they were saving their energy for some.