I was not going to lose him if I could help it.It was no use. I had pulled my cell phone out of the bag I carried on my shoulder with my ID and keys. ...I called 911 between working on his chest and breathing into his mouth. I don't know if I was doing it right or not. I was just doing what I had learned years before when I was in school. No go. He was gone.The EMTs arrived in about eight minutes. I checked my cell phone. They too scrambled down the bank and tried to revive him. They worked on him. Somehow. Even when her groans draw deeper and more laboured, and urgent whispers invade my ears: "Oh God, coming. Fucking hell I'm coming."I swear I hear her squirt in the silence between her last word and a series of stifled groans, but can't be sure. I squeeze my eyes shut, mind filling in the blanks as I sense my cock flinching with desperate need."Good girl. Fuck, I love it when you come for me. Soak your knickers."Her gasping grows and then a single exhalation blasts over the wire into my. Looking at his watch he was already an hour late for work and he was in no fit state to drive. Calling a taxi it took another twenty minutes with traffic to get to the office. Everyone was looking at him knowing that he was late for the meeting but he didn’t care, he didn’t have the capacity to care after everything he had gone through. “Sorry I’m late, family problems.” Everyone looked at him and continued with the meeting. They discussed the venue for their office party and said that it would. Right?" "That's right, sweetheart. But if you're going to get ****d by that huge cock, you might as well enjoy it, right? I bet you wanna cum all over that monster-cock, don't you?"Vivian gulps. "But, David..." she starts to protest."I don't think you have much choice, Vivian," I say in a scolding tone. "He's gonna fuck you nice and deep with his big, strong cock until you cream all over it." That's right, baby-doll," growls the black man as he humps away at my wife's twat. "Listen to your.