
Comment no.418 posted by Reagan: When the last drop hung on my penis, Art was on it, sucking my cock hungrily. I put together some sandwiches, a couple of cans of soup and some coffee and we sat for our noonday meal.
Comment no.419 posted by Katherine: As the sky darkened bringing to a close the day of his 21st birthday, I pulled his body close to mine. Once in our cell, he gently undressed me, kissing my lips and then descending to my nipples.
Comment no.420 posted by Victoria: For the rest of my life I would wear the same colour and none other, if found with another I could expect no less than twenty lashes. I think a lot of people are in pretend relationships.