Locked Up

Chantal was desperate for some shut-eye, but that's when the new inmate got tossed into her cell. Mazee's non-stop whining was enough to make her want to scream, but she knew that wouldn't get her anywhere. With a flick of her wrist, Chantal snapped her cuffs and bent him over the cot, pushing her face deep into his ass and starting to suck him dry. "Oh God," Mazee moaned, "Chantal, this is so hot!" Chantal just grunted, too busy tonguing his anus to bother responding. She'd had enough of Mazee's complaints, and the only way to shut him up was to shut him up with a cock-rocketing creampie. Mazee screamed as she pulled his hair and pounded him, slamming her hips against his and milking every last drop from his sweaty ass. As she sucked Mazee's cock again, he felt like he was on the edge of coming at any second. He'd never felt this much pleasure in his life, not even in the best whores on the planet. "Mazee," Chantal growled, "cum on my face, and maybe then you can shut the fuck up!" With a scream, Mazee cummed all over her face, and Chantal smiled to herself, enjoying the silence at last. "Good boy," she said, before unzipping her uniform and flopping down beside him. Now she could get some real sleep, without the chatterbox ruining it. With a tired smile, Chantal nuzzled Mazee's balls and fell asleep, with him whimpering softly beside her, happy that at least she had given him the peace and quiet he deserved.