I had concentrated on getting back in shape, and I felt that the only way to really do that was to go hunting again.But the real reason to remember th...t week-old episode was that, for a very brief moment, I was again able to feel that connection as though there were a crack in the wall protecting Bellcauniel and a flash of light had managed to shine through that crack. Just for a brief moment before it was gone again. Again, that made me wonder, but I wasn’t sure what to think about it. One. ”Melanie extended her tongue so that Duke was solidly licking it. She tried to match his licks and get her tongue in his mouth, but his tongue was too big, too strong, and too fast for her. I got the camera in close, you could even see her cheek bulge when his tongue went inside her mouth and pushed it. I could also see Mel’s throat go up and down every now and then; she was swallowing, swallowing his drool.Mel looked like she was sinking into a hypnotic state. She had experienced this before,. She looked into his eyes.“There are a few more things I might need you to do.”He moved closer.“What might that be” he asked softly.Their lips were inches apart. His quivered.“I’m sure you can think of something” She pulled back and stood up.Tyler grabbed her hand and she went back down without protest.“How about this”Tenderly moving forward he touched his lips to hers and pulled back after a second. Her eyes had glazed over and he smiled. “More of that?”She could only nod.He touched his lips. The major plus though was that my cell mate had finally abandoned his homophobic ways and learned to embrace his true nature, and that was worth any flak we might take from now on. After cleaning our selves up and re arranging the cell, we headed down to the shower block. The change in my cell mate was obvious for all to see. Last night he had went to his cell an uptight, homophobic prick and had emerged the next day with a wonderfully trimmed prick and a taste for man love. All conversation.