The sounds of the wind rushing through the window fails to muffle your moans of pleasure as my dick enters you again and again. The thunder is gettin... louder and flashes of lightening outside briefly light up the room. I stand still and allow you to glide your pussy on my wet cock. I look down and notice that my cock is covered by your wetness as I watch your pussy lips glide along the shaft of my cock. The storm outside is getting intense, as is the speed in which you are riding my cock. . 45 on the eleventh of September 2001. Twenty six years this fear had ruled and the names of the Martyrs for the cause of Islam had grown from the original twelve. Every terrorist group with a faction fanatical enough to give their life for a cause had jumped on the idea that was displayed to full effect that day. Gone was the possibility hijacking and demands for the release of prisoners, you just took over a large jet and flew it above a metropolitan area. The New York incident was just the. I took his cock out of my mouth and started licking the head of it again as I was taking it out and stood back up. He pushed me back onto a couch, and gave me a seductive look and told me it’s now my turn. He got onto his knee’s and pulled down my pants, I could see he was amazed at my cock, as I was with his, which turned me on even more. He started to jerk my cock, making me moan, so load, which I could see turned him on. He put his mouth onto my dick and slowly started to jerk my cock in and. The rest of the evening proceeded as usual, but around 7 o'clock, everything changed. Amy didn't see what had happened, but she heard it. Rounding the corner from the stock room she saw the woman get up and leave in a hurry, dropping a book in the process."Awww come on." Brad groaned."What?" Amy asked and then she saw it."Bitch just spilled a shit ton of creamer and just got up and left." Brad said."Awwww damnit. I'll go get a mop." How did she spill so damn much?" Brad said."I don't know..