My eyes were fixed to her cunt stretched open around her pumping fist. Indian hot sex The bull shoved her into the cell next to mine. Like the stars. “Stop!” she moaned. Just don’t stop!”
“I thought you wanted my hot hole?” she purred, stroking faster. My cock rose to full mast. She pinched at her nipple, then pulled her piercing, painfully stretching her tit out. The Mayor of Paris, Texas stared at me red-faced and I smirked at him. “Rex.”
“I’m Jake.”
“Fuck!” Rex cursed. Worth it. “Come and get it, kitty,” I purred, standing up. “You got to help me!”
She didn’t answer and, as she disappeared out of sight, a big man, arms covered in tattoos, was shoved into my cell, his hands cuffed behind his back as he struggled against the bulls. She gasped as she shoved two fingers into her tight hole, pumping fast. A cell door opened, keys rattling. Her breasts were budding, topped with small, pink nipples, and her body was lithe and she moved with grace.
