She had no makeup on; it would only be ugly icing on her skin and would offer no protection to the Emerald City’s perpetual winter. There was little... need for it though: her freckles speckled her face just enough to give the illusion of a touch of makeup. And her lips were naturally a little red. Her tight leather pants were covering long johns, and were tucked into her calf high boots with just a little bit of heel to give her an extra inch. Of course her butt got pushed out just the right. The pressure inside of me was so intense. My cock was leaking cum like a broken faucet. He began this moderate speed pistoning of his cock into my ass for about 20 minutes making me sound like a little whore with the involuntary moand and grunts. I did the best I could to continue to eat her pussy as he fucked me but he was just so thick and heavy I had a hard time doing anything except concentrating on his cock. After about 30 minutes his wife told her husband to put me on my back so she could. I had only managed to drink the equivalent of a few sips. I felt so angry, I decided I would just leave. I left enough money on the table to cover the cost, and stood up. I turned 180 degrees so, I wouldn't have to see the jerk laughing at me as I left humiliated. I grabbed my coat and purse that was hanging off the back of my chair, and scurried out the side exit. A few steps into the street, I hailed a cab to take me back to my flat. Quickly a cab found its way to the curb next to me. I. I never went back home, The ticket they gave was good to Amarillo. I had to change planes in Los Angles … I went no further. My parents had lived in the Palo Dura country near Amarillo Texas, they both died two years ago there was nothing for me there. I gave my boarding pass to a Sailor flying standby he had been at the airport for two days and he only had 2 weeks leave. I made my way to Long Beach I found a mail store and rented a mail box. I went to the VA and registered my address so.