Fiona leans on her elbows over a table with her legs apart. Her legs in heels and her ass look fantastic in that pose.“I told you I wanted a thirty-...inute fuck, at least thirty-minutes,” she whispers as she looks at the wall clock.“Twenty-nine minutes and counting Michael.“Now fuck me some more. I want you to cum while Elle and Gina watch,” she tells me again.Gina and Elle are watching side on as I lick and kiss Fiona’s glorious ass cheeks (I really do have an ass fetish).I still have a full on. ” “Not wrong there, Skipper!” came the reply in a cheerful but curious mix of Asian and South Yorkshire accent. Not wishing to accept the inevitable, it took me a moment to straighten up, but when I did there certainly was a third person in the room. He was tall and bony, must have been six four, six five and staring at me with great intent and delight. His midnight black hair was run through with a few odd looking blonde streaks and his mouth was the widest thing on Earth after the Grand. Double penetration.’ He replied. ‘Oh, right. Yeah, me too. I bet not many women would be up for that though.’ ‘I dunno, I bet you’d be surprised.’ I did not know if he was joking or being serious. All I did know was now I was stroking myself as I imagined that was me and Pete up there on the screen fucking the hot blond. I did not want to cum any time soon, I was having too much fun so I was careful not to wank too hard. At times I even stopped and let my helm rest against my stomach as I. After the lights clicked back on, several regulars began arguing instead about when was the last time the diner had gone dark. The vote was three to two in favor of four winters back, but no one could remember why it had happened or for how long it had lasted.It was another night like all the rest at the old diner. Nothing was ever new and nothing ever changed.If asked, not one patron would have admitted noticing the long haired, wild-eyed derelict standing on a milk crate directly across the.