my god, yes”, I responded. “You guys are amazing, your bodies, I’ve never seen anything like them. And I’ve never been fucked that hard in my life.”

“Well, we’re here for the next few weeks, anytime you want it”, Jamal said to me, and he pulled my head into his chest. But we better get some real work done for ya too”, Jamal kidded with me. “We always want the customer to be happy.”

“No worries there”, I responded, licking his chest, “but I guess the rest of the crew is wondering about us.”

“Oh, yeah, well, they might be wonderin’ what were up to.” Jamal said, trying to keep his chuckles in.

Bobby started laughing.

I could tell there was more to it than just a spontaneous act of passionate animalistic fucking, like it was somehow planned.

“Um, are all the guys from, um, you know, prison?” I asked.

“Yup, well not Tyrone anymore, and of course, not Rocco the boss,” Bobby answered.

“Then I guess you all get sex, um, well you know, ass in prison,” I meagerly asked.

“Well, not anything like you, baby,” Jamal chimed in gleefully, running his hands through my hair. “Your ass is tight and sweet!”

“You’re a precious little pure white package on the outside, but a true dick ho on the inside,” Bobby added.

We all laughed. They got up and they started putting their clothes back on. I’d have to get back downstairs to my bedroom without being spotted.

As they walked towards the steps, Bobby smirked and looked at Jamal. Then he said to me, “Don’t worry, Danny, we won’t tell no one about this.”

“Oh, uh, that’s probably for the best”, I said.

“Yeah no one,” Jamal then grinned and added, “Unless you want us to.”

“Um…” I started.

They both chuckled at me and then Jamal said, “Cause you got enough ass for the whole crew.” And with that they walked down the stairs.

Is that the end?

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