Later “What’s wrong?’ asked Florine, a waitress who worked with her. Annabelle just looked at her. Then she started to sob uncontrollably. “My...whole life is just one big sham,’ she explained through tears. Florine had worked in the diner for over twenty years. Her reddish colored hair was piled into a neat bun at the nape of her neck. Her make-up was applied much too thick. She was constantly reapplying her ruby red lipstick that made her look about ten years older than she really was. Florine. Each thrust pressed against her in just the right way. Her squeezing his cock with her pussy was making him ready to explode. And then he felt something. He felt hair on his legs. And then a tongue licking, but not his cock only. The tongue was licking her clit, too. His balls were being milked of their gifts, bringing him to the edge. Just then he felt her breathing stop and her body shiver and quake. Her cunt spasm around his prick and he felt a flood against his cock. Then he felt not one. "Don't!" Symphony hissed."Shut up! Just keep your fucking mouth shut!" Jack grabbed Symphony by the throat and squeezed. Not hard enough to cut off her air, but hard enough to let her know that he could do just that if he really wanted to. "I've had enough of your fucking kid games. I've seen your little home movie. Now I'm going to do with you whatever I choose, and you're going to take it whether you like it or not."And then Symphony knew. She knew it all and there was no use denying. I lean her over the couch and position myself behind her, my cock quivering in anticipation of entering her sacred hole. I push against her resistant ass and feel my head pop in. She lets out a sigh, knowing that there was more to come, but that she was stretched already. I slowly ease all the way in until i cant push anymore. As i pull out, she squeezes her cheeks together so i can feel the lube i rubbed on her as i come out. I look down and aim again…this time pushing with more f***e than.