I went to Spinks’ cell with his spiritual advisers, Revs. H.W. Bartley and J.W. Roberson, of the Oakhurst Methodist Episcopal Church, to see the fin...l preparations. This was an impressive religious service, it was beautiful and inspiring. The jailer moved Spinks to a cell in the southwest corner of the building, and he sat so that the few rays of the sun passing through the bars shone down on him. Possibly the last sunshine he would experience for eternity. The preachers and an assistant sat. She reached and pressed her tits from both sides to squeeze my dick between them. I felt their softness and their embrace in my stick. Yet I moved down, began the spiral climb, supporting it with my hand. She was biting her lower lip strongly and I could see her ready to burst.On the top of her breast, the flesh knot under the head of my penis contacted her fully erect nipple. My most sensitive area was rubbing against her most sensitive area and we both moaned. This was probably the highest. His long black veiny cock was soon hard.He quickly rose to his knees and told her he wanted to fuck her from behind.She got on her knees and bent over looking back at Walt and his huge ebony cock. He then mounted her and she let out a huge sharp moan, taking her breath away.He began pumping his black meat into her creamy pussy as her white ass cheeks slapped against his body.He then leaned over her and grabbed her soft fleshy boobs, kissing her open mouth.Her huge pink puffy nipples hung over. Soon, only his head was in her mouth, and she sucked extra hard and licked it especially good, leaving nothing behind. The taste of the mixture of their cum was so intoxicating and sexy. After he was clean, she crawled up and laid haphazardly at his side. They drifted off into a deep slumber. The next morning She awoke on her stomach to an empty bed and the sound of the shower running. She sleepily rolled over so that she was facing her nightstand. There was a note folded that read, “I think.