Lights Out

It was 2 a.m. in the prison. Evenything was quiet, except for snoring, and a couple of guys jerking off. You felt Coach pull your pants and undies off. He squeezed your white ass.

"Who is my wifey?" he whispered in your ear.

"You, Daddy," you cooed softly. He'd been oiling up his cock for awhile now, and you were still fileld with cum from your shower. It was twenty days till your release. Three months and twenty days until Coach's release.

"That's right baby, keep quiet," he whispered, as he started pushing his tree trunk of a cock into your ass. You bit down into your pillow. Your tiny pink pecker was aching. He lurched forward, feeding you more cock.

"Mmmm, best ass I've ever fucked," he breathed huskily. He started pushing in and out, fucking your ass, which now fit him perfeclty. He grunted, his heavy balls popping yours loudly. That, combined with the sensations in your prostate, caused you to pop off immediately. He chuckled, working you until he was clapping your cheeks.

"Mmm, gonna cum wifey, cum in this tight ass," he growled into your ear.

"Yes, baby, cum for your wifey," you whinpered, cumming again as he drilled you, shooting his thick ropes of cum into your ass. He turned you over, onto your back, and kissed you hard.

"Oh, I love you Daddy," you babbled, your cock still twitching. You reached down, bringing him back to life. This was what you were meant for.