She could handle being cellmates with anyone here. The gross, hairy lunch lady that picked her nose and sneezed on the slop they had to eat. The hot s...rial r****t that was so touchy-feely that the only way she could go outside was in a straightjacket. The lunatic from D that was always swimming in the empty pool. Even that female guard that took sexual favours in order to smuggle in some "items from home" like cigarettes or knives. One girl even got a rock hammer and went all Shawshank on her. Without waisting time i begon to rub my dick after some strockes she bent forward and curiously request me doing same for me when she tuched my dick she astonished to feel the hardness and praised my dick and said wah kia sakhat lund hay…..” I love this type of complete lund , muslim men have loose and cutt dicks,,she again said it is too hard and hot . I said to shehnaz would u do this ? She said ok and hold my dick her soft and white hand I Was in the seventh heven to felt the softness of her. I felt my penis harden as I pictured it. "No" I said to myself, "I can't get a boner now" I didn't. I finished, dried and as I was walking out, I poked my head out of the showers to see if the locker room was empty. At this point, I had a semi-erect cock which I thought was OK. I walked out of the shower and quickly to my locker. As I was unlocking the locker I heard foot steps. The person that walked in was a big guy, easily over 6 foot 4 and big, big arms, big legs and a beer belly, the type. All of them with a look of disbelief as they looked at the prince. We followed behind the prince as he burst open the wooden doors before him. “BRUTUSSSS!!!” He called out in anger. At the far end of the throne room, King Nemea sat hunched in his chair, Brutus knelt down by his side. There was an equal look of shock from their faces as Leon called out. “Leon?” The king muttered as he stared in disbelief at his apparent dead son. “Brother?!” Brutus mumbled. “Brother!!” He called out more loudly..