"What was I supposed to do?" What I would have done?" the guy answered closing in on me a little more.I back up against the wall. "Yeah, I'm not as bi... as you and I'm not trying to get into any trouble. All I want to do is do my time." Come here Lady Mike," the guy said. A few seconds later a bitched out punk looking skinny black dude stepped into the cell. His shirt was tied up like a bra exposing his fat belly. "Pull down your panties," the skinhead said.The punk dropped his pants and bent. He fell to the floor hitting his head on the way down. His eyes closed, for a few seconds my heart stopped. All anger few out of my body and my heart cried out. Tears began to well in my eyes. I run over to him, crouching down over his chest. Lewis! I shout. He didnt respond. I put my head to his chest and could hear his heart beat. Scared you didnt I? he smiled, his eyes not opening fully. you fucking arsewhole! I shouted my hand going up to slap him but he grabbed it before it reached his. Thankfully, it was circumcised like the Nigerian's had been. She hadn't liked the looks of the two uncircumcised men, she'd slept with, but their cocks had felt plenty good inside her. She started to cry again when she realized, she'd never feel another cock inside her ever again.When she finished crying, her penis was still hard. It ached even and several times, she caught herself reaching out to touch it, even stroking it a little. She pictured herself riding her black lover, looking down in. Maine unhe thappad mara aur kaha sali kutiya tu mere sath baith kr khana khayegi? Teri jagah mere pairo me h chal niche baith mere pairo k pass. Jab main kha lungi to meri jhuti plate me tujhe dungi itne mere pair chat tu. Fir vo mere pairo ko chatne lagi aur main breakfast krne lagi. Jab mera pet bhar gaya to maine apni jhuti plate uske samne rakh di. Vo jaise hi chammach uthane lagi maine kaha are tum itna sukha khana kaise khaogi aur fir maine uski plate me apna thuk daal diya aur chammach.