The Fire Excape was a warehouse on the outside of town that had been converted into a two-story club in the 1960’s. These days there was dancing on ...he first floor, where the modern sounds of hip hop and rock roared through the crowd. And for those artistic souls on the second floor there was a café. It was filled with tortured poets and love struck drifters who just needed a place to pass the time. Most would probably be considered more of the gothic persuasion. Dressed in mostly black and. I opened her blouse and let out her tits and started to rub them allover slowly she was stroking my cock at the same time , moving her hands up and down my cock and balls. As I was rubbing her I asked her if I needed to wear a condom. She said she didn’t care and then I asked her to sit on me. I lay back on the couch and she lifted her sari ,she was naked inside and slowly she entered on my cock with her pussy. Soon my cock was inside her pussy, then she started to fuck me hard going up and. She was quite a few years older than me and I was out of her league in the looks department, but those are always my favorites, since they will go above and beyond to please an adonis.We met on the internet and I was at her house in no time. She was a BBW, which I never had a problem with, and about 20 years older than me. It was clear that she felt intimidated by a man of my appearance showing up to fuck her, but I threw caution to the wind and tossed her on the bed. It was a great experience;. All that remained was the basement and it didn't appear there was more than a couple days work.Late in the afternoon of the first day, I walked down the stairs enjoying a cold beer. I sat it on the bottom step and went to the storage area under the stairs. I pulled a couple large boxes out of the cupboard and looked around the open space. At first, I thought I had emptied it, then I realized there was a door cut into the back wall. Moving my hands along the edge of the cut, I depressed the door.