He’d made himself sick a few times running, but it was the only outlet for him to express how he felt. ‘At least you aren’t getting fat, living ...like a hobo dude,’ Jeff said, as he picked up granola wrappers and beer cans off the floor. ‘Have you heard from her?’ he asked gingerly. ‘She calls every now and then. Says shit like she misses me and it was a mistake. I don’t believe a word she says,’ Jake said, anger dripping from his voice. He cleared his throat, his voice still husky from just. Six months ago she said I was ready to join the team.We entertained the prison guards and a lot of bigwigs, including our disgusting Consul, Mr Fucking Hargreaves and his equally abominable American colleague, by beating the shit out of each other! I hate those bastards! There's a lot of betting takes place at the prison fights. My third fight was against Martha in front of all those jeering people who come to see white women disgraced by being nude in public and having to fight each other. But. Eddy went to the end of the patio and pulled off his T-shirt and shorts (in the dim lighting it looked as if he had on a pair of woman’s panties, my wife noticed it also) then stepped under the shower, he dried off picked up his things and walked back to the hot tub, his cock was pretty good sized and was half way hard swinging back and forth, Eddy put his things on a chair, then excused himself to use the bathroom, Eddy walked back to the guest house naked, my wife leaned over and moved his. They took my underwear off, which were soaked. Lucas pushed my legs apart and I felt him licking all around my thighs and my sex. I was so overstimulated, squeezing his head between my thighs as he licked me inside and out. His friend joined in; he groped my breasts and tried to make out with me. I pushed my head to the side, but he was persistant about it. I eventually gave in and I had both of them on top of me. "Oh yes, we're going to fuck your brains out!" They said a lot of stuff like.