He pulled his hand off her mouth knowing she would not scream and cause a commotion amongst the few remaining drunk guests. He pushed her forward so s...e was laying face down on the table. Then he lifted her skirt revealing her soaking wet pussy. Oh my God she thought he is going to fuck me. I have never even considered the idea of being with a black man. One time Jennifer had dated a man from England and that was as interracial as she had ever gotten. As she thought he slid that thick dark. There was no outside door back among the cells, so you had to go through the office to get to them. However, there were barred windows to the outside, one for each cell. Sometime that night, pistols were passed through the windows to the three inmates; they planned an escape for the time when they received their breakfast.I cooked the breakfasts for us and for the prisoners, so I had to get an early start. Bob and I ate, then the breakfasts were taken in to the prisoners. Our usual procedure. I lost myself in him, and when I came it was one of those mind-blowing ones that you remember for a long time after.Eric and Troy both came about the same time. It was like getting the groaning and jerking in stereo. They both calmed down at the same time, and we spent a few minutes cuddling before the inevitable happened and they had to pull out."Boy, he really unloaded in me," Cynthia murmured. She was doing what I'd tried to do, what every girl tries sooner or later, to see what was going on. The sun had completely set, and the stranger still sat beside her, commenting on the water, ducks, warmth of the breeze, the way the leaves stirred gently. She listened, wanting to leave, but feeling frozen in place. Once, she tried to get up, but he pulled her back with a gentle yet firm tug on her sleeve. So she sat, silent, hoping he would tire of this game. But he did not. A half moon rose over the horizon, casting an eerie light on the grass and the water. At last he rose, and she sighed.