Her moans became louder and her breathing a little deeper. His tongue lashed out into her hole then along her pussy lips and then her clit. He noticed...an enthusiastic response when he reached her clit. So he lingered there for a while, traveled back inside her, and returned to her clit. Both his hands were massaging her ass while her hands were lost in his hair. He kept eating her out like a pro and intensified his treatment as juices freely flowed from her pussy. Her moans kept getting louder. ‘Ok men, remove your jumpsuits!’ ordered the lead guard. Blake was surprised but complied. The guards took their jumpsuits into another room, leaving the five men in their prison issued boxers. ‘What can this be? We’ve already taken showers for the day. Maybe some type of mass physical?’ Blake thought. ‘You have been selected for a program which will result in your early release if you comply. Do not cause any trouble, and you’ll be free men sooner than you have been expecting,’ instructed. I have always lived by the Golden Rule: treat people how you want to be treated. Those are my words to live by, so I have tried my best to live that way.So why is living a good life so fucking hard? I have never messed anyone over; I never say a mean word to anyone. If they're wrong, I present the facts to them in a pleasant way. When I'm wrong, I admit I'm wrong. In other words, when I'm presented with a problem I take the high road.I was just living my life, oblivious to any warning signs,. If you'll let me stay in the barn. "He took out his billfold. " I'll give you one thousand dollars. I promise I won't touch your car or come near the house or your girls." The farmer thought for a moment. The girls watched their father. It had been a hard farming year the crops were short and prices low. The farmer looked to his girls then to the barn and back to the salesman. "Son you don't know how much I need the money but I have to protect my own. " No you can't stay. Be on your way.".