She watched and you could tell she was getting turned on. "Fuck I can't believe this.." she rolled her eyes as she then got on her knees and started t...ugging my cock, pushing my hands away as she stroked my cock as fast as she could. "You're so hard.... what is this.... " she said. stopping , spitting on her hands and then grabbing my cock and stroking me again. I stood there leaning back looking at her work my cock almost ready to come. "Let me fuck you." I said out of nowhere. she looked. He was beautiful and it provoked a stirring in my cock. I had to look away before a full erection blossomed. Guards were on the constant watch for any cause to beat a prisoner and any homosexual activity would send a flurry of blows. In another time I would have pursued these feellings. I loved bookish boys. He wore glasses which he nervously touched and adjusted.. The arrival of new prisoners was never greeted warmly by any of the prisoners. The rations were thin already and now they would. Becca greeted me at the door, I kicked off my muddy boots as she drew me in. She looked really good and was smiling and pleased to see me, we kissed briefly in the hall as she closed the door behind me. ‘My God Becca, you’re starting to look younger and sexier every time I see you.’ ‘Flattery will get you everywhere,’ she laughed and reached up to put her arms around my neck. ‘You’ll get dirty,’ I grinned, holding her away from my muddy clothes. ‘You could take them off.’ She laid a hand. ..you make me feel so good honey. Sliding your hands down my sides, you take hold of my dress and pull it upwards. I raise my arms and the dress soon finds itself in a pile on the floor. Still licking and sucking my nipple, your hand slides down and over my belly and down between my legs. You begin stroking my mound on the outside of my knickers. I know they're damp and I love it when you begin to press deeper and the soft silky material of my knickers begins to slide between my labia. I.