“Jesus Christ boy, fill her to the brim!”Belinda felt as if she was sitting on Mount Etna when the primary spurts started it was a real eye-opener... for her; she thought the first jet would cut her in two. Then the long blasts boiling inside her, she lowered her upper torso pushing her arse backwards allowing her pussy full penetration of the huge organ. Her teeth were buried into Bert’s pillow with the severity of it all, never had she had such a dynamic fucking or filling, it seemed never. He got up and came over and sat next to us. I see you met my girl here he said. She is a little upset at me so to I gotta buy her stuff to get her on my good side again. But you see I gots no money so I figured you guys are going to help me out as one of the other guys sat next to Marc. I knew he had a knife to his gut as he just stared at me. Marc said he had a few hundred dollars and that was all. Lamont laughed and said that aint gonna do it. He leaned over and kissed me hard as his hand. Charlie figured that his cellmate would simply cut his body open in the middle of the night just for kicks, or at least gag him and then sodomize him.“My God, why do they always send me the scared little white boys,” complained his cellmate to the heavens.With a deep sigh, the black man turned off the lights himself. And with his nervous exhaustion promulgated by the sheer stress of anticipating some pointed shank or razor blade that would undoubtedly cut him open as he slept, Charlie finally. They were dark and engorged. A sweet musk filled my nose.“Just eat me,” groaned Fahima. “Please! Love me, my sister-wife.”“This is a sin,” panted Rizwana. The bed creaked like an opening door as I pressed my cock against the folds of her pussy. I heard footsteps. I smiled; the imam was home now. He would witness the miracle he proclaimed. I thrust my cock into Rizwana's pussy.“Lick my seed out of Fahima's pussy as I bless your cunt with my cum!” I howled at the top of my voice.As my cock sank.