My back arches giving myself over to his touch… moving my hands over his strong arms and then across his back… moaning softly into his mouth, one ...and slips between our skin, reaching down to enclose his firm cock in my hand… can you feel the ache in my touch? I whisper into his ear, I’m so hungry… he nibbles my ear, grinding his cock into my hand, whispering… ‘How hungry? My load is strong and I will fill your hunger.’ I answer by rubbing my thumb over the very wet head of his cock, looking. ? I was sent there for 3 months that firsttime.? Around the 3rd week I was thereone of the guards came in to work that day in a very bad mood and I could tellhe was looking to take his mood out on someone right away.? He had I known always lusted for me so I knewI was in for it. He got 4other guards to help him take me to a special room.? They chained me to a wall with my handsstretched high over my head so my feet were barely touching the ground. I couldfeel my muscles stretching in my body. Plus, he didn't complain at all about what the new therapist was doing to him (shit I would have jumped off that damn table and run like hell, but then Ben wouldn't do that). I felt slightly bad for him, but he did bring this on himself.The door opened, Tatiana wheeled him into the room, and he looked like shit warmed over! She brought him beside his bed and asked, "Jack, will you please help me get Ben into his bed?"I was confused because Banzai had been moving so well before the therapist got. I need it."Charley yanked his fingers Out of Susan's sweet little holes. He picked up the tube of grease and spread enough ooze to make penetration of her asshole so easy that a child could do it. He pushed some of the lubricant down into the hole with his finger. When he was quite sure she was ready -- it was obvious from her moaning and groaning and her swinging hips and flapping butt cheeks -- he put the oily cream aside and mounted Susan's rectum. His thick cock head squeezed into the tight.