”As he kissed her he moved up and down slightly, sliding his cock through her slick folds. She moaned as he glided over her clit a few times. Finall...y she pushed his penis down a little, right to her opening, and she gave John a sly smile.He smiled back, then leaned down to kiss her as he slowly penetrated her body. They broke their kiss as she gasped and he moaned, their bodies joining together. His weight settled on top of her, and she loved that feeling of being pinned to the bed.He pumped. She unclipped his pants and in pulling them down could see the outline of a good 6” cock in his boxers, as she took them off him her hand brushed his wood and he gasped.Pulling down his boxers she grabbed his tool and pulled back his foreskin licked him, he moaned. She continued to suck and lick his shaft as he groaned away. Another few minutes went by when she stood up in front of him, unzipped her skirt, pulled down her panties as his eyes widened, her thick bush glistening with moisture in. Out of habit she smiled; throwing him a sparkling grin through her cum smeared lips and teeth as he snapped a picture."You've been taking pictures?" she said, wondering which horrid website she was likely to show up on this week."Just a few dozen," said Fatcock sheepishly."More like a dozen dozen," laughed Jacko."That's gross," said the barman but no one picked up on the pun.She was about to warn Fatcock that he'd better blur her face if he was planning to post those pictures, but he stepped to. In this space, between the dumpster and the rusty roof access, he can feel free. He pulls out his phone to answer a few texts that he had received, when a loud bang cuts through the night air. He jumps, and his gaze snaps towards a nearby alley. He freezes for a moment, then dashes towards the noise, his pulse racing, echoing in his ears.When he arrives, he sees a man pointing a pistol at a well dressed woman, who has sunk to her knees in horror. The man's arm is shaky, the gun barrel swinging.