On the last night, all types of characters were present. The cruel, comic, sad, lonely, and malfunctioning occupied their regular places, waiting for ...the show to begin.At the worn, faded counter sat two steel workers, whose shift had ended at ten. By habit, they had stopped at Last Chance for a late supper and hot coffee. Tony Morelli wished to avoid an empty home until he was sufficiently exhausted to walk in, clean up a little, down a few drinks to take the edge off, and surrender to the. She looked me in the eyes as a smile formed across her face, “this is gonna be a night you won’t forget.”Despite the dark nature of the room, I could still make out her nipples poking out at her shirt as she continued to rock her pussy back and forth. As she pulled her shirt off, her tits gracefully popped out and began to sway with her rocking hips. I went to grab them, but the rope around my hands stopped me. She smiled and whispered, “frustrating, isn’t it?”Just as I began to feel her pussy. As they said their good-byes Jamara cried tears of grief for she knew that this would be the last time she would ever see his beautiful smiling face. The scene of his death came to her the night before in a dream, but she could not tell him. No one should ever know his or her fate. Weeks turned into months and still the war did not end. One day an overwhelming sense of dread and heartache filled Jamara’s entire being. Instantly, she knew that Cross was dead. She couldn’t bear the thought of him. She moved her ass a bit and my dick was inside her pussy!Radhika pushed me on the sofa and took complete charge. She was riding my dick like an unsatisfied and hungry pussy she was.As she rode me, her firm boobs were moving all over the places, making me hornier. I tried to get up a bit with a hope to eat them but she pushed me back as she continued to fuck me hard. While I am not the submissive type, this was fun! The sheer intensity was maddening.After about 5 minutes of fucking me hard, the.