Too long had the white man controlled the black man’s life? Jake Stone was going places. He had been with the firm for only three years and had alre...dy engrossed five hundred grand, after taxes. He was doing better than he thought he could. He had even gotten himself a nice loft in the West side.Jake looked at the alluring figure of Bridget. The girl looked so damn fine. She had some big tits, a slim waist and, judging by the looks of it, a nice plump ass. She was sexy as hell. The sight of her. Just promise me you'll cool it down a bit, yeah?”“Well, I am fucking sore, so until that passes...” She ducked away from her lover's punch with a grin.“No, seriously, I do get the message. Every one of those six was pure hell, and I've no plans to repeat the experience. Okay? And now can we take the focus off my bum and direct it to what you're hiding between those sexy thighs. It's far too long since I had a taste of that sweet pussy...”oOo“Ah, Ms Pearson. Have a seat.” He gestured to the. Why her chest protruded in such a way, why her shiny ebony hair was allowed to grow so long, to her waist infact, when everyone around her was shaven and so thickset when her own waist was so tiny yet melting into a beautifully rounded set of hips but everyone around her was so straight to her curvaceous ness and so totally flat above the waist which led her to another point, the bulges she saw around her more and more frequently as she grew to what everyone else could see yet she could not. Demonstrating any form of modesty whatsoever was the ultimate taboo. Aaron once balked at getting undressed when he first went to jail and he stood for 2 hours in cell block 3 standing by the guard’s desk holding his penis and testicles on a plate. The floor show was very much appreciated by all the prisoners on cell block 3. Aaron always got a round of applause from them on the walk to feeding. Standing there now were five boys. Conner was 9, Aaron was 10, Alex was 12, Jimmy was 14 and Mark.