It was just Sara and me, and a couple of bodies we could co-opt to do grunt work. We were in for a loooong week.Well, we were working 18-hour days and... making great progress, when we got slammed again. Some idiots at the city power company took out the main downtown grid, no notice to anyone, and shut off the lights. Everything was dark. That was Friday evening, down to just Sara and me; and, even though we had the end in our sites, we had a solid day's worth of work still to do.Fortunately -. " She did, swallowing my cock again and repeating the rhythmic squeezing with her throat muscles. I couldn't put it off any longer – I was going to come NOW. Then the crack hit. As I let out the thick smoke, I was blasted from the peak of my orgasm to the pinnacle of a crack high. My ears rang, fireworks exploded in my brain, and I was propelled to another plane of pleasure, a high I had never dreamt of. As she repeatedly squeezed and released my cock with her throat, my cock grew even. At least I'm going to have pancakes from the Russian Pancake House," I informed him."I'm sure that I can find something on their menu," he admitted."Do you write about being an almost vegan in your blog?" I asked."Yes a lot of entries are about the compromises that I have to make," he suggested."Okay, well get ready to go and we will head out," I suggested. Even though it was early spring, I needed either my coat or my big sweatshirt to both hide the pistol, but also to look as though I felt. It was the style, either that or completely bare. Samantha liked a little hair there to remind all that she was a woman, not a little girl. Sue felt Samantha tense a little as she started to enter her hot pussy with her digit. Her lips open and her alluring eyes closed. Samantha was waiting for more. Sue rubbed her hard clit, and she jumped at her touch. Her clit hard, elongated and very pink as it peeped from its hood. Her clit gleamed with honeyed secretions. Samantha’s shrieks pierced.