Even as he despaired for his future, James had no idea what the extent of the abuse would be like. He was destined to live for most of the rest of his...life as a bitch to abuse, fuck and torture, and it was all sanctioned by the guards who would no doubt want in on the action.The worst part was, trapped between his stomach and the mattress, James' cock was still rock hard and leaking pre-cum. Every thrust that Kyle made brushed up against a spot inside James that made him pant and clench,. I had to admit I was really getting the kick of it. Regardless of the fact that Hank was already so erect that less than half of his cock was left out of my mouth while it still reach the deepest reach of my throat, I could see that I was pleasuring him. He didn’t seem to mind; he probably expected. Now I can tell, he was driven and getting off from the fact that he was dominating a total stranger into his selfish desire. I was his bitch, and I was having fun being it. I guess he was. ‘But she is with her man…’ His friend answered. ‘Who cares about him, give me five minutes with her, and I will be fucking her pussy.’ ‘She came here for a strange cock and if her husband brought her here, he did it to see her fucking strangers’. I was panicked. These two men were talking about my wife. I could not leave her alone with these two perverts. So I left the men’s room without peeing. I sat next to Anita and seconds later both men came from the restroom and sat down on the next row. The faster her horse ran the more her crack could smack against the hard leather. Her ass mounds jutted against the saddle like two firm and meaty bulbs.The horse stepped up his pace to a full gallop. Her ass and cunt fell down on the top of the saddle in steady thunderous snaps of the meeting of flesh and leather.She whipped her cunt and sensitive mounds into a frenzy until her spasms increased to a steady succession that made her vibrate in seething pleasure.She made sure she dug her cut into.