Every so often the guards bring in a new bowl of this granola-looking stuff to eat. I guess they hose me off every third time or so. They shaved most ...f my hair off last time. Or, actually… Maybe two or three times ago, I think…’ ‘Fuck,’ said the voice. ‘I mean, you know, FUCK. That is really, *really* fucked up.’ Silence. ‘Really? Yeah, ok, I guess so,’ said the patient eventually. ‘Sure sounds like it seems that way, but … I don’t know. I’m actually not sure I really mind all that much. The. With her knees pushed back and her feet on my shoulders. I parted those meaty cutains again and began sucking on her still moist muff. Gushes of air shot into my mouth a few times and I chuckled! She giggled and said, "My pussy is talking to you, Baby!! "It likes youuu-oooooohhhh!" she trailed off as I French-kissed her pussy like it her mouth! My tongue danced around on her clit and burrowed into her pussy. Wet, sloshy, sounds came from my mouth and her pussy. I continued sucking on her. "Guys like me hear 'gay' and see some guy walking along carryin' a parasol," he said and drew on the joint before handing it to me with his pinky raised.I laughed into smoke-inspired cackles, prompting him to join. It was chronic weed.So, when the smoke and our highs cleared a bit, he made his move. "After dinner and our fire-side welcome, why don't you drop by my cabin for belt and one or two of these,” he said, pinched out the roach, and put it in his shirt pocket."You got it, cowboy," I said. This time he removed his pants and undies and started rubbing his cock faster and harder. He did it for approx twenty minutes and suddenly wore his underwear and relaxed like someone has given him drugs and his hot breaths cool down. I didn’t understand what has just gone. He started fondling me and started playing with my little Penis. After sometime his cock again grew up. I put my hands inside his trousers and feel some sticky and foul odor substance.I put my hands off and ask about the.