-Angello. I said quietly looking down into the ground. -Nice name, would you mind If i call you Angellica? I think it siuts you better.I didnt say any...hing. I was so afraid.Everybody around started laughing I had watched movies for prisons and I knew what is happening with young weak boys like me.In fact I thought about it and I had decided to cut my hair to look a bit more masculine.Then one of my cellmates intefere.-Easy Vito. He is in my cell ,he is my bitch.The fat guy looked angrily.- You. The hunger inside of you takes over and you draw my cock deeper into your throat , milking my shaft with your mouth , coaching my cum out of my balls with your fingers When you make me cum in your mouth you suck like no tommorow draining me completly and swallow slowly , enjoying the sweet taste of my love , and let your tummy be filled with me soothing all your desires , but also stirring your pussy with the need to be pleased . Risieng from your desk my cock slides free from your ,mouth and. Not my favourite job but beggars can’t be choosers. It was Friday evening just after 5, cold office and crap weather and rumours of me possibly working tomorrow. I hate working Saturdays there is always the rowdy lot in, the ones who had been on the road all week and would destroy the place with paperwork just for me on Monday morning. Well Sam left at 5:30 exact, damn daughter of the manager, arrives exactly on time and leaves exactly on time. I’m so bitter I need a smoke. Outside the air. ?? She turned and headed to theelevator, pushing the call button.? ?I?llcall later,? she repeated, staring at me as the car rattled to a stop and theinner doors rumbled open. ?On the cell,? Christine reminded her new friend. ?Definitely,? she said with a wave and disappeared into theelevator.? Christine turned to look atme, still kneeling at her feet, then cast her gaze about the garbage area. ?Not too bad,? she said, looking about and stepping into thearea proper.? She simply patted her.