In some cities, the police were actually protective of them but in Oakland, winos were considered to be easy prey. Periodically, in order to pad their...arrest records, or maybe for some other reason, nobody knew why, the cops would sweep into places like this and haul everybody off to jail, charged with public drunkenness. Every man there had served short stretches in the county jail. It was a fact of life, a nuisance that they accepted like other people accepted ants at a picnic. Conversation. As soon as we finished the drink we started it again. This time, I wanted to try a new pose. I lay down on bed and made her stand on the bed with her legs wide open besides my legs. I asked her to sit slowly and carefully made her cunt rest on my dick. She embraced me with her legs resting on my hips and her arms around my neck with her lips locked with mine. In the same pose I inserted my dick into her vagina, which was still very tight but wet, which helped her cunt to slide over my dick and. ", I said. "Mmmmf," Shilpa pumped her lips and tongue even faster on my cock. One hand moved to my balls, and she fondled them as she pulled my butt to her and deep-throated my cock. "Oh, Shilpa. Haan. I'm gonna shoot a huge...", I came. I shot jets of sperm into her throat and mouth. She sucked my shaft deeply and swallowed all the juices that I spattered in her. She fondled my balls, coaxing all the come out of them, as she sucked me. She continued sucking as my legs became weak and my shaft. With my jeans on all she could do was rub the shaft of it but it felt amazing nonetheless. I could tell that the bartender couldnt see what was going on but I was thoroughly enjoying it. As soon as the bartender left I reached my hand over onto her lap and started rubbing at her mound under her jeans. She gave me a little smile and I kept rubbing it for a little longer, feeling the warmth starting to rise up from her pussy. When the bartender came back with our drinks I undid the button of.