. Then suddenly I was being ushered down the hallway, the blindfold accentuated the sound of my heels on the wooden floorboards below me. I heard a do...r close behind me and it echoed in my head signifying that any opportunity of refuge slammed shut with the sound of that door. He pulled me in close, one arm around my waist so I could feel him pressing against my back body, the other brushing my dark hair away from my neck tilting it, to leave it exposed to him. I felt his nose gently caressing. You like your tongue in pussies. It’s only fair that you swallow. Or would you prefer to have fun with another couple?”Out of at least twelve couples – I lost count – only in two was the guy grossed out by the thought of eating his own cum that we were turned down. For the dozen or more couples we enjoyed together, I suspect that the female half of the couple would now insist her male friend start doing the same thing with their mixed juices.Perhaps it was because I was the oldest male. They picked up a guy trying to wire our car and another staked out with a sniper rifle. Because they thought this was local 'talent', they'd shipped them off to a federal jail in Seattle, to keep them off balance and remove them from their home turf. All these prisoners were being kept isolated. They would not be allowed any phone calls. If they asked for a lawyer, one would be supplied. But their communications would be restricted.From preliminary interrogation reports, Frank felt he'd bagged. “Now suck on my fingers and see if you can taste any man cum on them.” You close your lips around my fingers, sucking on them and swirling your tongue around them until I pull them from your mouth. “Well slut?” I ask. “No, Sir,” comes your reply. “No, Sir, what??” I demand. “No, Sir, I do not taste any man cum on Your fingers.” “That’s good,” I remark with a smile. “Now stand up, turn around and bend over.” “Yes, Sir” you reply as you stand up, turning and bending over. You look back over your.