I groaned, grinding back into the rakshasa’s muzzle as Thrak’s cock drew back so slowly, teasing me, letting me enjoy its girth.And then he slamme... in.“Gods, yes,” I moaned “Pater’s cock, fuck me, Thrak.”“Yes, yes, fuck your lover,” purred Thyrna as she lapped. “Let’s make her cum, Thrak.”“Such a good pussycat,” I moaned, my bowels clenching on his dick.“Yes,” snarled Thrak, his voice thick with passion. His strong hands gripped my hips and his balls smacked into my taint.Pleasure rippled. John rolled his fingers back and forth, in and out as Daniel keptpumping. Daniel moaned as John massaged his prostate. He moaned louder andlouder and then silence, no breath, no stroking, just shot after shotflying into the air, up and splashing down on his chest, on his face, onJohn's dress slacks. Shot after shot continued to shoot and roll downDaniel's cock. He squeezed every drop up and out, down and over his nakedballs.Daniel's breathing slowed as his chest heaved up and down. John's. The guardgreets the driver, checks the tally sheet then after his approval the busrolls on through the main gate and down the winding road that disappearsinto the thicket of trees. The bus pulls up to the main facility at thetwilight of sundown. A woman looking like a vintage June Cleaver standswith a clipboard just inside the gate as she waits to welcome the newinmates.Howard, the driver is a white male, early thirties. He works on civiliancontract for Stepfordville as do many others in. They called my name, and then Anastasia's. I stood up, trying to hide the massive erection I'd just developed. As we walked down the hallway together, I realized that there was no point covering up something that everyone would see in just a few minutes, and moved my hand so that the tenting in my shorts was visible.Anastasia glanced over at me. "Impressive."I'm sure my face turned as red as my hair. "Umm ... ahhh ... thanks." When we get back to class I might take care of it for you."I stopped.