Cindy silently slipped away, feeling a little disappointed that the show ended so abruptly, and even more so that she couldn't get a good look at her ...pussy and ass-cheeks.Cindy headed towards her room and closed her bathroom door. She started to masturbate furiously. In no time at all, she let out what seemed to her like gallons and gallons of cum! She felt like doing this forever. Her lower body and some parts of the bathtub were covered in cum. She drifted off into a dream-like sleep, feeling. “You mean my pussy?”“Yes Sir, please touch your pussy.”His hand trails down my stomach. It's like his hand is a hot stone. Every place he touches scalds my skin. I push my hips out when he reaches between my legs. My clit is swollen and waiting for him to touch me. His hand cups my pussy, “his pussy.” I exhale, I didn't even know I was holding my breath. His fingers slip between my wet folds. He enters me with two fingers. They slip in with no resistance. “Thank you Sir,” exhaling again.His. He towered over her again like he did before. He worked his cock into her wet pussy again. And their hot bodies crashed into each other. Her legs wrapped around his waist. She put a gentle hand on his shoulder and one on the back of his head as he angrily plowed his mean dick into her again and again and again.She tried looking into his eyes, but his were shut as he fucked her. And his hands were all over her voluminous breasts as she knew they’d be.His face softened. His eyes glazed. He wasn’t. Then again, most of the wemon where dressed like sluts, but still, it was stange. he shook it off and sat down on a bar stool opposit the young asian women. she drank her whiskey and looked at him. "hello. my names li." she said in a voice that could make love to a man from across the room. she was seriously sexy. " names jason." he said" nice to meet you. you know, your the only women who doesnt look like a total bimbo in this whole damn bar. this place dont much seem like your kinda place..