Daddy Says Billy's Back

They've gotten used to it.

In fact, this is the same old cell I've spent many a day in.

Sometimes a week, sometimes a lot longer.

I remember one time, this straight boy named Billy did some time in here with me.

Before I got sprung, he fucked my hole like a bitch and he likes to get fucked.

It's times like that that makes me addicted to getting myself arrested.

Hell, if the judge knew how much fun I was having in here, he'd cut me loose.

I can feel that ***'s fat dick up my ass right now.

I'm fucking exhausted.

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Oh my god.

Huh?

Huh?

Come on you fucking piece of shit!

Come on!

Come on.

That's good, huh?

Huh?

Not good.

Not that easy.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

That's the end of it.

Huh?

Not yet.

I'm not gonna fix it.

I can't stop doing that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Yeah.

Come on, yeah, come on.

Keep that guy.

Oh, yeah.

Give him to me.

Oh, yes.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Fucking great.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Nice to meet you.

Oh

Fuck yeah

Oh

Yeah

Oh

Oh, fuck.

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