The bluesman found Jennifer to be mysteriously beautiful, it was almost her personality that made him more and more curious, she wasn't envious, she d...dn't wear cheap dresses to reveal herself, she wasn't bitchy like most girls he had known. That wasn't all, the old middle aged pair of eyes often got drawn o the soft silky brown hair tied in a pony tail descending down to a beautiful pair of blue eyes and down to pouty pink lips, just like rose buds, the fresh pale creamy skin, so smooth and so. I was surprised by her question. I certainly hadn’t contemplated it. ‘Nothing,’ was the only thing I could say. ‘So let’s go out again. Is that all right?’ She asked. I wanted to explode with joy. The woman of my dreams was asking me out! It took me about a nano-second to respond. ‘Yes, I’d love to go out with you tomorrow. I’d really love too!’ Ellie, poised and confident replied, ‘Good! Then it’s a date.’ ‘Great!’ I said, kissed her on the lips and turned to go down the steps. ‘Sam?’ Ellie. Until recently, probably the most open place where sheplacements were able to operate openly, were in jails and prisons. In male prisons the only women around are staff members - corrections officers, nurses, counselors, etc., and while these females occasionally make themselves available for sex with the male inmates, they are far and few between. So the logical sexual outlet for these hyper masculine men, most of whom are in the prime of their sexuality, was the prison sissy, and while. After staring for a few seconds all I said was “holy fuck...”Ken smirked and just said, “that’s right..”I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and started to lean forward when he pushed my shoulders back and told me to stop.I was a bit confused but all he said was “you aren’t touching my dick sitting down, get on your knees and the only tongue until I tell you-you can suck it” without a second thought I kneeled on the floor and began running my tongue along the sides of his long black shaft. My.