But it ventures around my body as his hands stroke my abs, my legs, my ass. His hands have touched pretty much my whole body, before he decides enough... is enough and puts his hand down my boxers, and starts stroking my cock. Surprisingly, it's not long before it's hard. Of course I'd dreamed of this, I'd loved him, but had he loved me? Had he dreamed of this? His hands stop touching me, but his warm chest is still pressed against my back, I go to pull his hands back onto my body, but he does. They were convinced I was a Master Rapist. Some of my stories fit the profiles of unsolved Rapes they had on their books. They tried to dump them all on me! The judge agreed to the DAs request to hold me without bail.The fucking cops thought the best way to get me to confess to the crimes they wanted me to, woud be to put me in the general population and spread the word that I was a kiddie raper. Convicts hate that. It's like bonus points if you can rape a kid-rapist.That's where my life. "Oh god, baby!" she exclaimed. "Finger my ass good, okay?" "Good boy, Aaron," said Ben. "I think he's onboard, Sarah! Talk him up, baby; be his dirty little slut. This is the hottest thing that's ever happened to him." "You like fingering my ass, don't you, baby?" she asked her husband. "Uh huh," he grunted. "Push your fingers all the way in. Yeah, easy, baby, all the way. Do you like how it feels inside?" "Uh huh." Aaron was so turned on he could barely express himself. "Is there anything else. She was so occupied looking at the black cock and touching herself that she did not notice me when I walked up behind her. Suddenly I grabbed her form boobs from behind and whispered in her ear she was a pervert naughty slut; watching a big black cock and touching herself. But Ana laughed; saying that she loved big black cocks…I ordered her to bend over the handrail of the balcony. She tried to escape from my grip; but I held her in position.Then, with no warning, I shoved my hard dick right.