.My boyfriend's cock was at least ten inches high in the air and swung around teasing me untile I eiehter rode it like whore or sucked it down until t...e his well ran dry...I loved his huge balls beating up against my twat when he fucked me. Added pleasures ran through my blood and bones.. My fingers and dildo could not move fast enough. I was hot and ready for an orgy... I wanted all those guys, yes, I wanted them...The game was almost over and I was planning in my head, how I could arrange. "I rubbed my hands all over his big white ass cheeks, making them bounce, and I slapped them a few times - softly and playfully and he liked that a lot.Then I put my tongue into his ass, pushing it as far in as it would go. In and out, licking the rim as I jerked him off. "Oh fuck this feels so good!!" And it felt good to me as well.I made him cum after about 10 minutes of ass licking. He turned around and gave me a kiss that was more intimate than all the kisses we shared before then. A kiss. He wiped his hands on the hotel bedspread and looked at me as if to challenge me to say something. I did not even hand him the towel I had on the bed. He stood by the bed and was leaning toward me. Grabbing my ankles, he lifted my ass up a bit, positioned his hard cock and rammed in again. As I looked at him, I felt several emotions and sensations. Then I noticed my cock, stiff and ready. I reached for it, to stroke myself.“No!” he ordered. I pulled my hand away. He stroked harder, causing. And, so would begin my second year at the Department of Corrections, the institute of misery. It was Thursday, shower day for my group in C-block. I wasn’t allowed to leave; mister Spaulding made sure of that. “On your knees and do a good job or you won’t like what happens next,” he said. That I wouldn’t like what was going to happen in the first place evidently didn’t occur to him, or, occurring to him, didn’t interest him. So, being the ultimate pragmatist, I got down on my knees as.