Once my hunger pains were settled and the vein had collapsed, I pulled my stud into the bar and slammed the door shut. I threw my cloak on the floor a...nd saw his cock go rigid when he saw my bubble ass."Come fuck me baby. This will be your best, last ride ever," I smiled evilly. He had no clue what I was saying. The mind fog was making him so horny he was practically bursting through his pants. I ripped them apart and found him without underwear, with a ridiculously thick nine inches covered in. She was still face down and folded over on the table. She wasn't in a comfortable position, her back neck was paining from the rope around it securing her knees next to her ears but he was busy with her now and she would have to just endure any discomforts until he was done.He was still proding at her asshole with his tongue. He was enjoying how her anus opened and closed on his tongue. At times he would lick her from her clit up her slit between her pussy lips, up and over her butthole. "I heard it on a radio on the street a few days ago. I've been hummingit, and I plunked it out by ear. I've never played piano before, so Idon't think it was very good. But I liked that song. It reminded me ofmy mom. The singer had a really pretty voice. Have you heard itbefore?" Yes, actually." I made it all the way down the stairs and ran to him.I lead him over to the couch, where I hugged him, stroking his hair andsinging him the words to "Loving You," by Hayley Wilson through tears."I like. ‘Need any help?’ He asked. ‘Ummm, I think I can manage on my own, but thanks though.’ I say. I walk away and get some red gloves off from the table and put them on. I looked and back and saw that he was watching me still wiping down his sweaty chest. I turned away and smiled, there was so much I wanted to do with him, he was so hot. After I got my gloves on, I focused my attention on the punching bag and started hitting away at it. My mind quickly zoomed back to Quinn, I punched that fucking.