He probably wasn’t tuned in on her frequency anymore. He had likely brought her here because she told him she melted to poetry—which he otherwise ...ouldn’t be seen dead in association with—and he thought he might get lucky with her afterward on my preparation. I was amused by the thought that I was probably the one who would be reaping what I had sowed for him. Ah, well, his loss; he needed to learn how to use drugs rather than be used by them.“How open? How wet?” I asked, leaning down toward. Her body seemed in constant orgasm, as relentlessly stroke after stroke, he took her higher and higher. He was a picture of a big black bull whose giant c**k pounded her fertile pink slit until she would be filled with his sperm. He was an a****l and she was a bitch in heat for his c**k. His short thrusts were followed by long ones and then he would slam her with all his might. She was cumming with every slam and the orgasms were overwhelming her senses. With every thrust of his c**k, the hard. I got up & went & sat outside in the main area but didn’t like the porn movie so I went walking to the small theatre again. Saw the first guy again as I wanked him & then knelt down to give him another blow job & also hand jobbed him, before I stood up so he could hand job me. I wandered out to the back passageway & met Alan who had been eyeing me up beforehand, & as I approached him we went to the small movie theatre. He gave me a really lovely hand job as I wanked him as well & we. She nuzzled in closer, essentially easing into my lap, and we sat together like that in the water, her gentle weight comforting in some way I couldn't define. I put my right arm around her, grateful for the contact, any contact. My left hand went to her head, patting and cradling her in a sort of hug... ... he had not noticed me approaching, but now I nudged him, and he looked up with tired-looking eyes and spoke to me, stroking my head. His sadness was so like my own, and we both needed.
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