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Prison Bitch (for all my little sissy fag boys)

... treated my taste buds to blissful exciting cocksuckers cocktail. Oh how I relished its strong texture and taste. So much in fact, that I groaned in pleasure which caused him to begin violently fucking my tight mouth in savage lust and need! From behind me the sounds of rapidly pounding balls hitting my bent over bitch ass filled my ears. Whoever was now behind me was now holding me in place by strongly holding the tops of my fem nylons to keep my pussy ass in perfect position. Briefly removing my mouth to take a look around, I spotted Officer Goodman in full uniform using the end of his short stubby nightstick on Pauline’s now bent over asshole. Also caught up in that explosive erotic male orgy I had triggered and initiated some 25 minutes before were three of the most straight acting and masculine convicts from the kitchen. Yes not only macho Foster, but Bateman and another lifer were all kneeling in more or less the same fully submissive positions while taking stiff cock willingly into their yielding mouths. Looking beyond them, I also saw one neglected inmate pumping his prick wildly while discharging his spurting load over the upper chest of Collins who was in full liplocked worship of another impressive prick. Now I felt a kind of heat on my balls that felt like someone was holding a cigarette lighter under them. Perhaps my anal climax had triggered or short circuited some nerve endings inside of my scrotum? Another inmate that was nicknamed Rabbit, who was usually very ...

... shy, was now kneeling by my left leg and tugging down its stocking. I lifted my foot slightly and quickly to allow him to remove it from my foot. Soon he wrapped it around his cock and was jacking himself wildly. I guess he just had to have sex but was too timid to interact with me. As he beat off his silky clad dick, Foster - always the opportunist - moved behind him and put his arms tightly around rabbit. When rabbit tilted his head back against the side of Fosters neck, the kitchen had yet a fifth new faggot come out of the closet that very same evening. When my ass became empty with no more takers, I needed to collect myself and gather in some air. So I removed my mouth from the cock I had been sucking and walked over in front of a vacant nearby showerhead. I turned the water to a cool refreshing level and then looked around. Paul still had his fair share of erect cocks around his face and seemed to be in homo heaven. Officer Goodman now had one of the kitchen kiss asses cleaning off the end of his naughty nightstick with soap and water. To my left, Foster had now gotten rabbit down onto his knees and was rubbing his cockhead on the k**s willing puzzled but longing lips! Looking far over past the shower stall opening, I saw Officer Goodman pulling his little pud with his right hand as he viewed this almost out of control cock lust orgy taking place directly in front of him. It was then I felt something wet leaking out of my asshole. Fearing I might be bleeding, I dipped ...