Veen nearly spent his load, on seeing the intensity of dark pleasure in Hoona’s eyes as she dispatched the head cleanly, the delirious tumult of fem...inine applause, surely registering with the male’s final momentary sense of hearing, as his head tumbled down and rolled with the others, to show the blissfully serene expression of death in the sexual peak of submission to womanhood.The head may not have known the lush pleasure of the continuing jeers, but the decapitated body knew the heel of. I nod and smiled. Looks like she found me I thought. Just then, thecountdown began. I moved to the back of the crowd, sat on a bench andsat relaxed my mind. I felt light and then stood up and everything wasfrozen in time around me. I could see my physical body sitting on thebench, the clock had just struck midnight, and everyone was screamingand the fireworks display was just starting. I walked toward her,pulled her by her shoulders, dislodging her from her body and carriedher back to my. She pulls out my cock and starts rubbing and sucking it, right out in the open. After a couple minutes of that, I stand her up, and whip her dress off over her head....and throw it down the stairs. It lands on a car at the bottom of the stairs. She is now wearing only her chinese slippers. I sit her down, and pull my pants down, and climb on top, sliding right into her.Have no idea if anyone knew we were there, either on the ground, our looking out the door window. But I slid in and out of her,. My spare hand explored her thighs, breasts and bottom and ruffled her light brown pubic hair. Her hand caressed my bottom and inner thighs and gently tickled my scrotum, reaching under me between my spread legs from behind to tickle my balls the way she’d discovered I liked.Since I’d started masturbating in my teens I’d soon discovered how ogling the pictures of bra and panty clad women in my mother’s lingerie catalogs enhanced my excitement. Then I’d discovered porn. Masturbating over women in.