“That’s right, faggit! I’m gettin’ this asspussy,” Theo howled.“Yeah, nigga,” Pepper wailed.“I been wantin’ to fuck this punk booty ...or six months!”“I wanted you to fuck me too, but I knew Tugg would’ve beat my ass.”“You my jailhouse faggit now! Damn you got da best punk boipussy I ever had!”“Thank you, daddy!”“You like that big dick!”“I love that big ole dick!”“Bout to make you wifey.”“I’ll be your gurl!”“What kinda gurl you gon’ be?”“I’ll be your jailhouse punk faggot bitch gurl!”“Good, boi!. He orgasm started to build in her pussy and arsehole. She started to breath heavily and he knew this was the signal to increase the speed of his licking of her clit and started to put his fingers in my pussy one by one. He started to tap my swollen clit and she gave him the signal she knew he was waiting for. Her body started to tremble she lay down on her stomach with her bum still raised to give him good access to her holes. He stuck his cock inside her slowly and she let out a soft moan.. ’ I said. I put my hand out to help lift her up on her feet. We proceeded to walk towards my house, chatting and laughing about things that we have in common. We finally reached the house and walked up the platform to my sliding glass door. I slid the door aside and we walked in. The sliding glass door is actually the entrance to my bedroom. She turned to me with that beautiful smile, commenting, ‘Nice King size bed.’ as we proceeded through the bedroom and into the living room. ‘Thank you.’. Three weeks later saw us winging our way to JFK, I had been forced to limit Andrews visits to my room to once a week, he was wearing me out once he had mastered the art of holding off till I came, he had even taken me in the shower one day holding my leg and shafting me and of course the freedom also meant that I was seeing much more of Gerald, he came round to my house one evening for a meal and I introduced him to Andrew, I managed to get him into my bed and almost but not quite fucked his.