That was the reason for the one hour break between noon and 1 o'clock . Notof concern to the women on the chaingangs, but because the matrons finds it...o hot to eat lunch in the open. So they spend their break for lunch in theairconditioned cafeteria near the gatehouses. All the fluid the prisoners receiveis mixed in the porridge given each evening, never in a cup or can to drink.Just the right amount to keep them alive, so they can work. Water is too expensiveto waste on infidel whores, a. You’re a good boy.” The master murmured as he looked down at his slave. In this position he almost looked like Dogwood. With a little tanning and growing out his hair just a touch, perhaps dying it a few shades darker… he would be almost as good as Dogwood. Petrovsky came in his mouth, holding the boy’s head to his crotch and forcing the sperm down his slave’s throat, not that he needed a lot of persuading. Basil greedily gulped it down, swirling his tongue around the head and moaning softly.. " But, I thought we were going to eat at --"She giggled. "Jack, we can eat twice."Unable to argue with that bit of logic, he closed his eyes and relaxed until she came back around twenty minutes later. She was carrying a sack from the Burger King he had noticed on Main Street. He could smell cinnamon and was suddenly hungry."It's about time you got back."She smiled at him and placed the sack down on the foot of the bed between his legs. Unbuttoning her blouse from the bottom up she watched him. She needed to be fucked again. She point of Morris, "Morris, when's the last time you fucked someone's mouth?" Um, actually, I haven't, yet." Well Morris, come here, it's your lucky day."Morris couldn't believe his luck and within a half second he was back on the bed, his cock already hard and waiting.Now for someone to fuck her cunt. Beth saw Dale standing against the wall, his cock in his hand and hard as a rock. It was the biggest and thickest one in the room and that was what she wanted..