Walking down the stairs made my head go light, and I thought that I was way more stoned than I should be. It must have been all the drinks, but I alm...st felt like I was tripping...Usually, I have one or two, and I had already had four, quickly downing the strongest two of those. I started thinking that going back downstairs may not have been my best idea. I should have been going home, and jerking off before passing out. Jerking off, thinking about a man for the first time. I was. "Mix dis with a little water and cherry up you lips an cheeks. You need to look sexy cause you got to make me some money - startin right now."So that's how it all began for me. Two weeks later DeShawn told me after evening lockdown that I was gonna take a ride in the "Covered Wagon." That's when you strip complely nude and get on the bottom bunk facing away from the bars. Then you scooch up so that your bare buttocks are pressed up against the bars. At that point your thighs are tied tightly. She was smooth and pale all over…but I was a man with a full stomach and a cock as hard as steel. My mouth found hers while my hand was again pumping her pussy, I could feel her hips grinding and her breath coming raspier. I could not hold out longer. In flash I was a naked as she and in one smooth movement flipped her so she was kneeling on the seat with the wonderful tight ass in front of me. I kissed both cheeks while I tweaked her clits and ran my finger the whole length of her crack..so. He was smiling and sweaty and patting the bed where he wanted me to come over and cuddle with him. I still needed some more cock, and cute as Robert was, he didn’t have any extra cock to spare.“I’d fucking love to,” I told Brandy and hung up the phone.“That was my mom,” I told Robert. “She’s not feeling well, so I’m going to go and hang out with her.”“Oh, well, um,” Robert stuttered. I walked into the bathroom and scrubbed my pussy as good as I could with one of the fresh white washcloths.