He started going a tiny bit deeper. Then back out completely. Over and over again he did this. It was a gentle fuck, though. He wasn’t being mean, r...ugh. He wasn’t going to hurt me. I had to get this over with. I knew how to make Jake cum, how different could this bastard be? I tightened my pussy, tried as hard as I could to squeeze this guy’s dick. I knew I could get him off that way. He slapped my face.?Don’t you dare. This will not be over quickly.?A little deeper he went. Out completely.. The feather light touches were quite unique to Abigail for she was used to experiencing much stronger more physical embraces; so she was amazed at the effects on her body; her nipples tingled her clit throbbed like 10,000 volts of electricity were passing through it and her cunt ran like a tap; every single nerve ending was in overload and yet she was just laid there and no one else was visible in the room. Her mind was in turmoil and yet her body longed for more of this exquisite. To answer her question, five Hong Kong SWAT vans pull up. SWAT and police begin exiting their vehicles, taking up defensive positions and drawing their weapons out. At once, they turn their guns in the direction of the restaurant. The trio inside know that it isn’t just pure coincidence.“Maybe they are here for someone or something else,” Spencer provides an alternative, looking back behind them for an exit.“You are surrounded,” the chief of police says over a bull horn. “Come out. Leave. NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC WAS NEVER LIKE THIS!African beauty queenWith topknot,Braids,And breastsAkimbo,Stretched and swingingFar leftUpon her chocolate chest,Behind her:An azure skyWithout a hut or frond in sight:National Geographic was never like this!BALLOONINGBreasts pressedAnd flattenedAgainst a glass tabletopLoom largeAbove the carpet,Nipples become pink-brown ovals.I wait in my place.Upon the floor.For her to rise,Wanting to see her breastsBounce back,Full and round and firmAs balloons.