That can't count as gay can it? My hand had sped up considerably, No more was I holding back. I was going full throttle. My grip had tightened and I w...as pistoning all the way up and down the entire shaft. I started to rotate my grip as when I reached the head. It felt sooo good. My breathing was getting heavier and my pulse was racing. I don't think I could have stopped if I wanted to. And for sure, I did not want to! I stared at the two guys jacking each other off and fucked my hand so hard.. Staring at thedull glare of the striplight on the ceiling, fighting the urge to wetmyself, struggling with the heightened sensitivity of my cock inside itsimpenetrable cage... struggling with the presence of Marcus below me, hisdeep, steady breathing running through my mind like a buzzsaw.I was worried about the reaction of the other inmates when they found outI was sharing my cell with a black guy. Sure, I'd never really had manyfriends amongst the other inmates apart from Trevor, but I. His dark brown neatly combed hair was matched by dark brown eyes. The regular features of his face were just that, regular. But they were features that in some way seemed vaguely familiar."Yes?"He smiled and it was a pleasant, relaxed smile flashing even, white teeth."I didn't think you'd recognize me," he said. "I'm Simon Reiser. I sat behind you in grade eleven and twelve at Fairmount High."Brenda raised her hand to her mouth. "Oh ... I can't believe it. Simon? Is that really you?" Afraid so,. A: ahh abhi. Dhire. Bahot dino ke baad chud rahi hun. AhhhM: love you aunty..A: pehle apna lund meri chut me daal diya baad me love you bolta hai.M: pehle bolna tha par iss sab me chance hi nahi mila.A: love you too. Ab chod mujhe. Kab se tadap rahi hun.M: ha to chod hi raha hun.A: ha to rukna mat. Bahot pyasi hun. Tune bahot tadpaya hai.M: maine kaise.A: ahhh. Sale phone me harroj nayi blue film dalta hai.M: apko kaise pata.A: me roj dekhti thi or apni ungli se kam chal leti thi. Àaj jakar.