I was fully balls deep in this amazing pussy. At this moment, all thoughts of my loving wife were utterly absent from my mind. All felt was my dick sh...athed in this velvety pussy.I started slowly pumping in and out as she moaned gently. She was meeting me each time I slid in; she’d push against me. I knew this would be only the first fuck of the day/night to come, but I wanted to enjoy all the same. I continued my steady pace slowly in and out. Each time I would push as deep as I could, she. I was shaking badly enough that it wasn’t easy to do. When I peeked quickly, the guy in the back seat looked like he was dazed. I rested the barrel on the windowsill and waited to see what he was going to do. When he looked at me and looked like he was raising his gun again, I fired at him before he could shoot.“Then I remembered that the dispatcher could still hear me, so I told her I needed an ambulance and then I must have passed out. Oh, when the police cars arrived, I put the gun I used on. He told me that he wishes he could take back his vote, and so does Paul. He says it isn't fair that you keep forcing 'your people' on the rest of us. Obviously, I wasn't happy to hear him say that, and I let him know about it." My people?" I practically shouted. "What's that supposed to mean?" He was talking about Dennis, too," said Eileen. "Which is really, really stupid, because he likes Dennis. They hang out together after just about every show." You know what, Eileen?" I went on, becoming. "I didn't want to push Hank too much right now so I told him about my date with Ricardo. "Hank, I do remember something strange when I went out on that date with Ricardo. We were saying goodnight and his eyes grew darker, almost black and I had the most sensual feeling come over me. He asked to come inside my apartment, but I said no. I'm not sure why because I really wanted to invite him in." It's good that you didn't because if he'd made it inside your apartment, you'd be dead." Hank you keep.