He then wore a glove, and as I noticed I told him please you don’t need a glove I am very clean from inside, I made a couple of times enema before I... came. He took his gloves off and started entering my asshole with his finger, and he started massaging my prostate. At first it was a strange feeling but after that I started actually to enjoy it. He kept massaging my prostate and the feeling got more and more intense with time. While he was massaging me, I asked him if such prostate milking can. But as he’d said to the Jim guy, I got his point.“These criminals you want to unleash on society have a debt to pay. How are they supposed to reflect on their confinement while they’re in the middle of an open field picking weeds?”I could see that Jim thought he’d scored major points on that one. I could also tell Jim had never spent a minute on a farm in his life.“What part of, ‘NOT FREE’ did you miss? Ohio, Texas and many other states have had prison work crews since some unlucky sailor got. Wo dono ek dusre ko lip kiss kr rahe the.Main turant wapas mud gya.Taki unko shak na ho.Main chappal pahan kr wapas aa gya.Main pedon k pichhe tha.Unki baten sunne lga.Wo ladies kr rahi thi ki din mein mat aaya karo yaar..Koi dekh lega…Mummy ko shak ho jayega…Hamara milna band ho jayega…Main samajh gya ki wo ladki ka koi premi hai..Aadmi bola yaar wo to budhi si hai.Usko kya pata hai.Samne wale room mein baithi rahti hai.Agar main sidha uper aa jata hun to usko kya pata chalta hai.Dophar mein. I stop and gaze at her beauty, unable to say or do anything.After what seems like hours, she speaks up. "Hi, I'm Melissa." I am simply transfixed. Her voice is as golden as her lovely hair. "Are you okay?" she asks.I stammer, "Uh, yeah, I'm all right." I want to blurt that she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen but I can't bring myself to say anything else. I step closer to her."Nice day for a beach walk, isn't it?" she says."Yes, it is, if a little cool," I reply, glad that she has.