Your head brushing the lips of my pussy. “I’m soaked. Can you feel how wet I am for you?” “Yes,” you hissed through clenched teeth. I smir...ked and then sat down on your cock, taking it all into my pussy in one shot. I threw back my head and screamed as you shouted an obscenity. I began to pump myself up and down on your cock. My pussy gripped your cock tightly. After a few minutes of slowly fucking myself on your cock you said, “Please at least take the blindfold off? I need to see your. There were plenty of men with Mexican military uniforms. Jenny was the only obvious American on the menu.The girls on stage were stripping while they danced. The girls, once naked, sat with the customers to promote their buying drinks. It was dark on the back wall, but Jenny could make out girls on their knees in front of the men on couches.After she had time to watch, Omar whispered something to the DJ. Pretty soon, the DJ made a long and enthusiastic introduction of the next dancer. All eyes. I walked over to the table and pushed the play button on the recorder sitting there. I had made a tape with excerpts of their conversations. I thought the first few words of their last Wednesday meeting would be most appropriate.From the small speakers we heard, "Serena, get in here. God, I've been thinking of you all week. Hurry up and get your clothes off. I want to fuck you right now. I am so hot I'm about to bust!" Give me a minute Bill. Jesus! What's gotten into you? Just because we have. They knew everything. I heard some whispering and looked over my shoulder to see a woman a couple rows back pointing to me and whispering to the woman beside her. I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and walked out. Right when they were viewing the body. I went out to the hearse and cried. They all knew. All of the crying eyes and sympathetic faces in that room knew that John Cason had died with his hard old 70-year-old dick buried deep inside of his granddaughter's sweet little cunt. It was.