Ek din subah unka message aya good morning ka… Mene bhi reply kiya…wo age bat karne lagi…mene kaha ki apko sharm nahi ati ghar me pati hai to bh... kisi aur ko message karti hai?unho ne kaha ki wo kaha ghar par rahte hai…akeli bore ho jati hu..maine kaha ki ap books padhiye unho ne kaha ki nahi aj muje kapde lene jan hai..aur sath offer bhi kiya ki chaloge?me khushto hua par bahana kya banaunga ghar pe ye sochne laga unho ne kaha ki aunty se keh de ki auto ki strike ki wjah se muje bike par le ja. Loud... pistol crackingslaps... and the stupid bimbo you are... you're only concern is..."please... don't... You'll wake up the Men... please"... but... withanother vicious slap... you can see for yourself... reminded again...that a whore's plight... especially for a black man's whore... is neverending... because if the other two Cellmates... weren't awake before...They certainly are now... as They stir in their sleep... and then comefully awake... watching intently... as your cruel black. I moved my hands to her bum cheeks and pulled her onto me, sucking greedily at her soaking wet cunt. She began to buck her hips, her hand gripping my hair almost pulling it out by the roots as she neared orgasm. “Oh yes, yes, oh my god, oh my god YES! YES! OH SHIT! ARGHHHH” She screamed as she came. Her body clenched, her hands tightened their grip, and her hips slammed her pussy into my face even harder. I could barely breathe; her body began to shake as wave after wave of orgasm ripped. Fir mere lund ko sehlane lagi. Maine bhi uski tshirt utar di. Usne dark purple colour ki bra pehni thi. Bohut suit kar rahi thi uspe. Maine fir uski bra kholne ki koshish ki. Par nakaam raha. Maine kaha usse ki apni bra kholo mujhse nahi khul rahi. Usne fir apni bra kholi aur sath hi sath mere shorts bhi utar diye.Mera lund to full tight tha. Usne mera lund pehle to sehlaya. Aur fir directly muh mein le liya. Main usko enjoy karne laga. Uska muh mere lund par feel ho raha tha. Uske lips. Uske.