““Sundari teri gaand choodnaye waali hai ab .Dard bhi ho gaa. . Par teri chudai nahi rukaye gi .”With that I flipped him over ! Sunder was from ...Nepal, his complexion fair, his body devoid of hair! His ass was round and fairer than the rest of his body.His ass was now facing me . I reached over to the very same bottle of Vaseline he had used and proceed to lube his cheek , the entrance of the asshole . Slowly but gently, I managed to get a finger inside his asshole . It took me five or ten. He was sure he understood the anger with which they were thrown, and he could tell the guard was intimidated despite his having a weapon.There was a light burning outside the bars of his cell twenty-fours a day, and the only escape from the light was in the bottom bunk of the bed. Since he was alone in the cell, he could sequester himself there, but the constant light only added to his anger. Day was no different than night. The only way he could tell the difference was by the light in the slit. “That’s better, Jamie,” Karen said sweetly, “I’ll be home later. Have lunch ready for me at one o’clock, love you!” She blew him a kiss.“Yes, Mistress,” he smiled happily.James did his chores wearing his pretty red panties and bra. He was finally getting used to the huge butt-plug and even tried to do his chores wearing the high-heels shoes his loving wife had bought for him, wanting to make her proud. He even practiced deep throating his rubber cocks while he rested and watched TV, before. Despite moments of sexual frustration, I had never touched myself in any way. I felt the touch of paper against my arm, and looked down to read the note. { Not telling. } I rolled my eyes, turning towards him with a smirking look as I began making a show of raising my hand. He quickly grabbed at my wrist to stop me before scratching out another note. { After school, go into the library. I’ll meet you there and tell you, but you’ve better keep quiet. } As I looked up, he twisted back my.