She had only been told about it. Those days were before traffic was rerouted over the mile high bridge. The bridge wasn’t really a mile high, it onl... seemed that way. It ran two miles long and carried the through traffic that once traveled on the two lane road in front of the diner. “You got any real coffee,” the dirty middle-aged man asked. “Sure, what kind of diner would it be without coffee?” she asked. “The kind that serves that shit they call coffee, but tastes like candy.” he replied. “My. No sooner had I slipped it over my head, Emmett moaned “Mmmm...damn, that looks so fucking good on you."I blushed even more from the gesture. So casually tossing me one of his shirts to wear, such an intimate thing often reserved for couples. It made me melt. While Emmett plated up dinner, I set to work to pick up our discarded clothes, then joined Emmett in the kitchen. I had no idea what he had cooked but it smelt amazing. Despite the delicious aroma and flavours of the food, I found it. 5 inch ka hai full josh mein aagaya aur ab tak maine aunty ke saare kapde remove kar chuka tha wo boli chalo bedroom mein chalte hai bedroom jakar aunty ne mujhe bola jast a mint weat main abhi aai aur wo apni gaand matkati hui kichen mein gai dery milk ke kadbarry le aai aur mujhe nanga karke mere lund par adhi gira kar chusne lagi yaaaa yesssss bahut maza aaraha tha aur phir main unke munh jhad gaya aur wo sab chat gayiPhir wo mujhe utha kar ek lambi kiss karte huye bed par let gai aur taang. Since I loved cock so much I thought it was a great idea. He told me to get on my hands and knees with my ass in the air. He spit on my ass hole and rubbed the spit into my ass. He then poked a finger in my ass and began to fuck my ass. Then he added one more finger. I did like this and wanted his cock in me. He then told me he was going to push his cock in my ass and he would go slow and try not to hurt me too much. I felt his big hard cock push into my ass and it hurt so bad. I screamed loud.