” John began. “Mostly that’s my fault, I admit. Thank you, my friends for waiting for me. Looking for me; everything you’ve done for me. Adam,... Ben,” John’s eyes flickered to Spooky for a brief second, “I’m sorry that you’re stuck here now. I didn’t mean to drag you into my mess.”“No way.” Ben objected. “We came looking for you, yeah but these fuckers killed Marty. And now they have Top*. They deserve whatever they get.”John sighed. “That brings me to what I wanted to talk about. Yes, the people. She was fucking sexy; wearing a loose skirt and a tight tank top, that barely covered her huge firm boobs. She was sitting there pretending to read a newspaper; but I noticed she had spread her thighs wide and one of her hands was between them…The bitch was masturbating herself under the table. I could see her hand now had completely disappeared under her loose skirt and it was slowly moving up and down. I could see just her wrist; so I imagined her fingers would be deep inside of her cunt.The. I slowly spread the puffy lips for his imaginary tongue, thinking of the delicious sounds that it made as he licked and sucked my pussy. I felt nothing but the cool air hit my hot flesh. I slowly ran my fingers up and down my wet slit, thinking of his hands, his fingers plunging into my pussy, feeling him stretch me and probe so deeply. I wondered how much of his hand could I take? I had never been fisted before though I had seen it before on video. I didn’t see how I could take so much. One of them hooted andpointed, drawing everyone's attention to me."Look at that," said a tall Black woman in a short fur jacket. "We aregetting some crazy competition these days." Really," said another, a short svelte redhead who I was pretty sure wasa guy in drag. "I do not need another queen sharing this piece of realestate."A third one, who looked like a cross-dresser but had impressive boobs,shook his/her head and said loudly, "Sisters, we don't need any freaksmaking this corner look.