I sucked. I hummed around his cock. His chest rose. His glasses shifted. He was such a sexy man. A hunk. I cupped my daddy's hairy balls, kneading the...m. I felt them twitch. His cum was about to fire into my mouth.“Dusk!” he growled.His cum burst into my mouth.Hot and salty and delicious. I gulped down his cum with hunger. I swallowed it all. Every last drop of it flowed down my throat. I shuddered, savoring this wonderful moment. Daddy groaned, his face twisting with delight as I gulped down. She was most circumspect in confessing her weaknesses to the parish priest who encouraged her to go into painful details that she would rather forget than regurgitate in the presence of another male.It seemed like a good opportunity for her to learn the geography of the male appendage for procreation and in all honesty the feel of a friendly finger rooting around in her posterior assets tended to put a sincere smile on her face that most young lads took for an invitation to continue their. There wasn't anything too nasty for me to do as far as these inmates were concerned. I had to eat out guy's asses, lick their toes, swallow their cum - whatever.There was a guy in our block, every block has one, who runs the show - a shot caller. He's always the biggest, toughest guy in there. One night he had me get on the bottom bunk nude and scooch up and press my buttocks up against the bars, and then he had my thighs tied to the bars so that I couldn’t move, and every guy on that block it. He said something to her that was apparently permission for her to speak, as she spoke and gestured at me."My wife wishes to thank you for this opportunity, but says it is dangerous to bow to untrained stallion, most likely get head kicked in. Please forgive her ugly mouth, Mr. Sampson, sir!"He was clearly embarrassed by her description of me, though, in a way, I was pleased. But then I thought that the term 'stallion' might mean something different to her than the picture of raw male power it.