Her hearing returned as the world came back to her.She looked back over and saw the ambulance had arrived. They were loading Faith up in the ambulance... on a stretcher, her blood pouring out, staining the carpet, and her precious leather jacket.Buffy doubled over on the ground, sobbing. She only just got Faith back. She had Faith right there. She could hear her breath, smell her hair, and feel her skin. She had almost finally kissed her. And then it was all torn away. Justice, they call it.. He remained in his position undisturbed. She drew out a notebook, and opened up to a blank page, beginning to write in her journal. She wrote mostly about the art that she saw, and the people around her. Today was no different, in that she chose to write about the way he looked at the painting. It was from this angle she noticed his eyes were a jaded shade of green. His flesh was tanned, and his shirt exposed the muscular build of his arms that would suggest hard labor, at least implied that. He wondered how deep it was. Reaching down again, he lifted up her belly and jiggled it. He wanted to see how high he could get it. The woman started to rub his cock against herself, and Kris moaned loud as she did so. Her fat felt so good as she rubbed him up and down. He kept lifting, and eventually the tip of his cock slipped into her navel. With her spare hand, the woman reached around and pushed on his waist, forcing him all the way into her belly hole. All seven inches of his cock entered. She told us that she watches a lot of gay porn and it has been her fantasy to watch two guys fuck in person, right in front of her. I asked her about ditching her group and what they would say, and she said, "they all think my life is a 'Cathy' cartoon, where I go home to a pint of ice cream and my cats every night. Let them think something else."We agreed to go back to my place because I had the bigger bed and bedroom and we could find a chair for Michelle to sit in while she watched us. She.