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He lay in bed, lightly stroking himself, thinking of Kiki and their earlier conversation. Of course, she was not a virgin but exuded a similar innocen...e. She smelled womanly, that feminine fragrance mixing floral, fruity and musk. She had freely volunteered her sexual preferences. She said she was multi-orgasmic. Her lithe body piqued Ned’s lust with its toned figure. Ned couldn’t wait to discover the source of her attractions. He rose from his bed, penis already well erect, and crossed the. His cheeks flushed red and he curved his back, shoving his ass out at Kyle. Across the hall, there was another cell, two men watching and nudging each other. James avoided their eyes."That's a real nice ass, kid. But I can't see it so well with that baggy as shit jumpsuit on. Why don't you take it off, eh?" I don't want to," James said, still sticking his ass out at the man. Tears welled up in his eyes. "Please. Don't make me."Kyle rolled his eyes - the fucking fag was so pathetic. "Come on,. More

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