Prison Cell sex with Titus, pt II: A favor owed, a flattened cigarette butt re-ignited in the quiet respite, the scratchy odor of menthol burning in nostrils, the felon's hot wet tongue jammed into an unaware ear.Interracial poetry, no less.
The smell of prison ass, jruth doesn't mind it, for he is the one that is behind it.rofl ;D
Prison Cell sex with Titus, pt. III
Standard issue boxers: Gray, skidmarked, tattered hanging idly below the once Golden Glutes gone soft and pale, a hint of what was...the calloused hand crushing around a tender throat, Prison Eyes black as coal, hard as ice, staring into an abyss, demanding orgasm.
JURUTH = GH15
A dropping piece of soap
A loss of Titus' thight-ass hope.
Prison Cell sex with Titus, pt. VI
Reduced to the Underbelly of Humanity's common denominator, Predator and Prey dance a ritual of pain and satisfaction, the milquetoast smothered in Prison Pecs and ripe armpits, the hunter's shaft buried in the straining unwilling rectum lubed in it's own blood.
Just brutal :-X!!!
Prison Cell sex with Titus, pt. VI
Reduced to the Underbelly of Humanity's common denominator, Predator and Prey dance a ritual of pain and satisfaction, the milquetoast smothered in Prison Pecs and ripe armpits, the hunter's shaft buried in the straining unwilling rectum lubed in it's own blood.
part is fukn hilarious........... actually some of the best poetry ive read hahhaah
The smell of prison ass, jruth doesn't mind it, for he is the one that is behind it.hahahahahahahahaha holy shit im dyin'