Thug Passion 2

He was soon going home
The Man was behind Him in their cell together
His huge black stick pry opens His still tight ass
The Man pushes himself in and out continuously
The Man laid Him on
The bed’s gray wool comforter
He widen his legs
As The Man get’s between his legs
The Man strokes the insides of His ass
The Man squeezes the tender tight flesh and spanked it hard
No lube, The Man’s big stick invades Him once
Again The Man rocks him hard,
The Man goes the depth of Him
The depth of His soul
He moans as passion and heat rides his ass
The Man meditates inside Him, thrusting his weakness
The Man relaxes, His back as climax thickens
He drown his screams in the sheets as The Man rides Him fast
The Man suckle his neck as heat risen
The Man pushes him deep into the cushion
The Man bites into His neck as he came flooding inside Him and sheets
The Man couldn’t resist another thrill, to meet Him outside these prison walls