Either way, I wanted to go smack the phone out of her hand. For one thing, I'm not old. Forty three ain't old. And I'm not nasty. I'm just a regular J...e Six Pack. I gave that stuck-up cunt 20 years before she has skin cancer and a couple of failed plastic surgeries under her belt. I was getting more furious by the second. "Are you hearing this shit?" I asked Frank. He grunted as he squeezed his body back between the bathtub and the toilet. "Little bitch," he muttered, but without much. Several times the most enthusiastic prisoner’s cock exploded with the small amounts of cum common to someone who masturbates a lot. Each time he erupted messily over himself and the floor, the twenty-something called ‘I am a slut!’ in ecstatic joy. The orgasmic bliss on his face was something that made Gareth both fearful and, oddly, a little aroused. After a marathon of oral sex, the big men on the TV came hard, and the small men eagerly tasted the thick white cum of their superiors. Then, as. ..... Well, she thought, its now or never and she rolled over exposing her lovely breasts fully to Dion. She could see his eye light up as she sat up and cupped them as if an offering to his lips. As he lowered his mouth to her nipples her heart started to race. Oh god does he know how to suck a nipple. I can feel my crotch is sopping already! Oh, that feels so nice but screw this, I've got to see his cock. She pulled away from him and ran her hand across his crotch. Wow, he. This was not a normal tower at all. In fact, due to the lack of separated floors it was less of a tower on the inside and more like a lighthouse with spiral stairs and occasional windows. The roof had a hole in it just above the last step. The center bottom floor of this "tower" had a well deep into the floor. The bottom could not be seen through the strange water-like liquid that was stored in it. The hairs on the back of his neck prickled, sensing strong magical energy permeating from within.