Her orgasm roared to life, no longer hidden and waiting; now clawing and mewling like a rabid beast. His control slipped, his voice growing louder, mo...re frayed as he plunged so fast now that the table shook with their fucking.“Come for me, Kitten. Come on my cock like a good girl.”She was powerless to stop her body responding to his demands, her velvety passage gripping him as he enveloped himself in her throbbing heat, spurring her to the edge of her glorious release. “That’s it. I’m so full. So she fixed massage date on a Monday that day I was totally free because of my off day and I called her on the morning she said me to come after 9 o clock, because she has to send her kids to school then only she will be free. And she asked me to finish it before 3 o clock. I said ok and she texted me her address. So I reached near her flat by around 8.45 and called her again and she given me the room no.Then I went and knocked. I saw the lady, she was medium color, she was not so fat but. She had passed a sunken freighter that had been rusting on the bottom for god knows how long, and several aircraft that looked like they had crashed here. They had been flown from Arizona, and brought up the coast under the water and dumped two miles off shore. Then the Mech lander had taken off for her medical run up the Columbia River to the city. Her Mech staggered as she stepped in another sinkhole and she fired her retrorockets to keep herself upright. Her Death Stalker Mech righted itself. Finally, after two full days, someone remembered where she had moved, and provided John with the information. John then went to find the last house she lived in for the last four months before she died.John went to the street where his ex-wife and son had lived. He went to the door, filled with anticipation and wondering how his son would react to his father suddenly being in his life again after so many years. Nervously, John knocked on the door. The door opened, and a strange woman was.