More impaling. More penetrating, more fucking. I will have also a big cum. The exciting of both holes always give me a huge cum. Yanni says that he lo...ves that.I heard Gaby now, "Well hun, are you happy? Are you enjoying all the attention we are giving you? Are you loving it?"I couldn’t answer for obvious reasons, but I was thinking oh please keep it up, don’t stop. I want a gangbang on my pussy as soon as this act is done. I just want to stay at the horse and have all the girls fuck my boi. After realizing that fact I noticed that I couldn't tell which way was down either.I started to panic.... Well, not really. For some reason I couldn't muster up the energy to panic, or to be scared or, well, anything really.What the hell was going on here? If I'm dreaming then it's a pretty shitty dream. Am I dead? Is this limbo or something? Couldn't be heaven. No clouds. Or pearly gates.Hell maybe? Purgatory? Wait, isn't that for babies. The unbaptized kind? I think that's what I heard from. Cole stood and gave his tall body a good, long stretch. 'Ladies first, ' he smiled to Misty and Quita. He watched the tall girl and her short skirt, feeling blood rushing to his long, thick cock and couldn't remember the last time that any prisoner made him this hard. He knew he would have to insure that she would be safe from all the dikes, guards and the weekend parties at the warden's house.'Ladies!' A young guard not too much older than Misty smiled as he held open the door to the. So, of course, all this dry humping we were doing was setting me on fire. And the more I humped him the more I discovered how to do it so it felt really good to me. I could feel the wetness between my pussy lips starting to leak into my panties that were now starting to get a tiny bit damp. I guess I have overactive juice making glands because many times since then I have soaked through my panties and jeans, which can be quite embarrassing at times. All these feeling were so new and exciting.