Franco's Prison Bitch (An Epilogue to "Jerry In Prison") - Sex Stories

Franco's Prison Bitch (An Epilogue to "Jerry In Prison")

... like this. I was screaming too, yelling in his face to take it like the bitch he was, and he was replying his usual “Yes, sir’s” and begging me to fuck him like a dirty slut. I exerted more dominance over him, spitting and slapping his face as I railed him. Mike was getting everything on video, and Sam yelled at the camera how good it felt that Daddy was fucking him like a bitch in heat. I managed to hold out for nearly twenty minutes before I could feel my groin starting to tingle. “ARE YOU READY FOR DADDY’S NUT?” I yelled in his face. “Yes, sir!” he yelled back. “Say you wanna have my baby!” “I wanna have your baby, Daddy!” “Louder!” “I wanna have your baby, please sir!” Sweat gushing from every pore on my body, I felt my dick swelling and the nut juice building up like a volcano. I slowed down my pace, but not my force. I thrust my hips as hard as I could, moaning as I felt myself getting ready to bust. “UGH…OH…FUCK…YEAH…HERE IT COMES, BITCH…OOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” With the force of a gun, I nutted, blasting my cum right into my bitch’s pussy. Jet after jet coated the burning walls of his rectum. I felt like a whole gallon of jizz was bursting forth, and I was moaning loudly as I came. I collapsed on top of Sam, panting like a dog as I felt my cock go limp. I grinned down at him and he was panting hoarsely as well, sweating just as much as I was. “That’s my bitch,” I whispered. I pulled my cock out of his ass and stood up beside the bed. “Clean it,” I told him, pointing ...

... down. “Yes…yes, sir,” he groaned. He rolled over and took my cum-covered dick into his mouth, sucking up every last drop. I looked over on his bedside table and saw a shot glass. Perfect; I wanted to give him a little more embarrassment. I picked up the glass and pulled his legs around so that his ass was hanging off the bed. “Help me out here, Mike,” I said to my brother. He came over and lifted one of his legs with one hand, still holding his phone. I grabbed the other leg and held it up. Mike focused on Sam’s battered hole and said, “Now that’s what I call a well-fucked ass.” “Hell yeah, nigga!” I said, laughing. Then, kneeling down and holding the glass up to Sam’s hole I said to him, “Push my cum outta yo ass, bitch.” He was so loose now, he only had to relax his ass for my nut to start flowing out. I was hardly surprised when it almost completely filled the little glass. Once everything was out, I stood back up again. “Down here on your knees!” I shot at him. My little puppet obeyed without hesitation. “You gonna wash your hair and face with my nut, bitch,” I said. “Now you hold the fuck still.” I poured my jizz onto his face and in his hair. I could hear him whimpering quietly as I did so. “Rub that shit in.” “Yes, sir.” Quivering with disgust, he began massaging my cock juice into his scalp and all over his face. He even ate some of it, knowing it would please me to see him degrade himself like that. “Time to rinse now. To the bathroom. Stay on yo fuckin’ knees.” On ...