As I came, my pussy gush a river of cum and sprayed everywhere, nearly drowning poor Christine.Her face was covered in my sticky, sweet cum. I watche...d my hot nectar drip off her chin and onto her huge chest. She stood up from the stool she was sitting on and removed her skirt and black panties that she wore. Then she kissed her way up my body pushing me up the padded table. Once she had me where she wanted, she turned her body while on top of me so her completely bare pussy was just a breath. Get ten coffee, then you don’t have enough hot cocoa to make it decent. You can barter for more than coffee. Portraits of loved ones, drawn with stubby pencils, eight-by-ten, and from snapshots sent in letters, can be had for a couple of candy bars. Snickers are popular. There are some amazing artists in prison. I’ve seen a rose made out of toilet paper. It was incredible. Beautiful. Who woulda thunk it? I hate that I have to visit him through a glass wall. He’s lost weight, and he’s lost one. Yeadhu kaariyathil aanennu kaanichu mail tharuka… ningalude samsaya nivaaranam theercha aayum undaayirikkum. Gulfil ninnum kitti kondirikkunna mail kalil avar common aayi yeduthu parayunna oru vaakkund thante anubhavangal yee marubhoomiyil kazhiyunna njangalkk mrudha sanjeevini poalaannu, uthejichu khaai vaanam kathichu njagalum ninghalude laikheeka suhathil pangku chearunnu… yiniyum pratheeshikkunnu.” Njaan sanghalppa kadhakal yezhudhi publish cheyadh yennil viswaasam arppichirukkunna yivare. Henri groaned as he unloaded into the clenching rectum. Sophie moaned as he felt the warm cum fill his asshole and then the two of them embraced on the bed. They stayed in their embrace until Henri’s cock softened and slipped from Sophie’s ass. They were speechless for almost a minute while I stood there with a rock hard boner. ‘That was wonderful. Now it is your turn, would you like to fuck me or should I suck your pretty cock?’ ‘I’d like to fuck you first,’ Sophie replied. Henri lay on his.