Cobbler grabbed on to his shoulders and thrust like a jackhammer forseveral seconds before he let out another grunt and slid his cock outfrom between ...letcher's legs; it was slick with cum and blood. He slidoff the bed and stepped away.An argument began among the other inmates over who would get sloppyseconds. Fletcher's wrists were still being held, but for the moment,his legs were free. He wriggled around, lashing out with his feet andtrying to break away. All that earned him was a beating.He. (Oh Crap!) She thought, (He actually intends to stroke one out! Well, not if I can help it!) With this thought she slipped quietly out of her hiding spot and moved quickly to the restroom door.Cris saw the movement and spun to face her, playing right into her plan. "What are YOU doing here?" he stammered, clearly embarrassed at being caught. "Getting a little revenge," she replied, "cause now it's my turn to own YOU!" Whaa ... stop!" he muttered as Amanda wrapped both hands around his cock and. I am driving carefully dodging some of the overgrown tree limbs and potholes sometimes six inches deep you are beginning to feel pretty apprehensive and tell me you will not make love to me in the snow. I smile and drive on. About three miles back into the thickness of the forest the road starts to widen and opens up into a clearing with a small log cabin. I pull up front and turn off the motor and I kiss you again, rubbing my hands softly over your clothing, feeling your cock harden and. But that is why it has become 'that dream.' In my dream, her husband watches and licks his lips and encourages her to perform. But then, he is suddenly on his knees next to his wife, with his fingertips grazing against my balls as he admires me. He holds himself in one hand, massaging my balls with the other while his wife deepthroats my dick. I see all the little details, like the precum glistening on his cock and his long eyelashes when he glances up at me, grinning. Next thing I know, he is.