Having nothing to do with Kings or Knights and looking nothing like a castle. Camelot has become known as hell on earth to most sane people, yet became a kind blowjob of home to some of the more unsavory and criminal elements. Sgt. Tom Belial left the locker room and headed over to F block. F block is the tear we keep all the queers and trannies on, to keep them from being raped. But that's exactly what Tom had in mind, his wife has been lacking lately in the sex department. Entering the tear he told Joe, the officer on duty to take a coffee break. As cumshot Joe left he walked up to cell 2-J (second floor, room J) and banged against the door with his nightstick. "On your knees, Cocksucker." As Tom entered the cell and saw there were two faggots on their knees with mouth wide open. Lee, in pretty pink panties that he had stolen from the ladies block, and chubby Billie with his dyed violet boxers and his little three-inch pecker hanging out the piss hole. Chubby Billie started in with, "Please, Daddy use me today." Pulling his zipper down, Tom walked up and dropped his eight inch extremely thick cock into Billie's hot wet mouth. The Sarge liked how chubby Billie sucked a cock like it was food and doggystyle he was hungry. Lee made some grumbling noises and jumped back in his bunk as Billie went right to work on Sgt. Belial's (Tom) cock. His tongue tickling the underside as he got his mouth accustomed to Tom's girth. Billie knew time was limited because Tom wasn't working the faggot tear today, so he got busy. Making Tom moan as Billie's throat started to open to make room for his cock. Massaging his balls and milking his hot cum out of them. Tom grabbed his head and started to relentlessly fuck Billie's pathetic cum hole. Billie gagged and choked but never stopped sucking and licking Sgt. Belial. As his balls slapped against Billie's chin. Tom's balls tightened up and he got ready to unload. Pushing his cock into the fat fag's throat, he shot off a tremendous load. Maybe seven or eight full strong shots. Gagging Billie so bad some shot out of his nose. Tom just slapped his face and said, "Clean the fuck up, you nasty fat cock-holster." "Clean my cock so I'm presentable to my boss." Billie went right to work sucking up the creamy remnants of this morning's special breakfast from his jailer Daddy. Then Billie gently put his cock away and said, "Thank you, Daddy." Hardcore As Tom walked out smiling he threw a candy bar on the cell floor at Billie's feet. Payment for services blonde rendered. Bill said its okay Terry you didn't know. I know he is hitting all the right spots. Once that was done I decided to watch the video I had made. The one cock I ever saw, besides my own, that I thought maybe I could play with, the first one that didn’t turn me off anyway. She turned fast, blowjob leaning against me, her head resting on my chest, one hand coming to rest on my thigh. It was at that moment I heard a voice in my head. Looking closer he saw that they both had their heads removed one of which was missing. She did. He died before the ambulance got to the condo where cumshot he was staying. She got up slowly, she was dressed now, in a white sundress with her hair in a ponytail. I heard Tony chuckle behind me. I sat down and opened the bag. He asked Alan if he could brand her with her name Sheba on her left buttock, because writing it did not look right. I know from your Hardcore intake form—and it’s completely confidential—what happened to you. "It was an accident the first time...," Newlyn said but was immediately cut off. Many of those beginning to stand around him were in small groups, chatting amongst themselves to pass the time, but he didn’t have that option, he simply listened, hearing her first hand on the wind, it was muted and crowded in doggystyle by the screaming of her fans, but it was there. Keith slowed down and called back. "Do you have knowledge of a race once called the Cliveastone?" I motioned for him to come in as I played with Cathy's pussy. He then got up, got dressed, kissed her one last time and left the room. We could hear snores from different seats. I hugged myself as I turned around, trying to cover my small breasts, my thighs pressed tight to hide my shaved pussy. Jenni.. "I work for Carl Johnson," Mister O added. My inside voice screamed at me, told me to say sorry, to beg forgiveness for invading his space but my body betrayed me. My pussy was soaked, my nipples hard and my breath shallow. How would we extract them? I trembled, whimpering. No, I don't want your termination though I am going to work you as much as possible to find her." Point is though, even that cute little secretary won’t sit by me. She won’t even make eye contact. As the stream began subsiding I began furiously rubbing my pussy blocking the rest blonde of the low stream and forcing it to dribble down onto me as a rubbed harder, slipping several fingers into my now piss lubricated cunt. “No.” I said, stopping, “No, there is more I need to learn.”