Her language was filth but I loved it and started to lick her arse hole out. At this point she shut up and just moaned as I started to finger her cunt...and jam my tongue up her sweet arse hole. Suddenly she screamed at me to fuck her and as I stuffed my cock hard in her cunt within two to three strokes I felt her gush fluid all over my cock and balls and literally soak the sheets beneath us……….fucking wonderful I though and pulled out to taste the last few spurts of cum as she gushed into my. His local news channel was still providing a weather forecast. ‘Why do I think you already know the name?’ Sean sighed, ‘It’s not what I know or don’t know that matters, it’s whether the location gets announced so that the people I want to know finds out about it. Hang on…’ Sean paused as he unmuted the television to listen to the report that Amanda had mentioned. The reporter didn’t have to mention the name of the building because it was obvious on the worn roadside sign in front of the burnt. My hand fell onto her thigh and started caressing it. It moved up to her belly, finding its way beneath her top. My hand finally found her breasts, cupping each one in turn, a very nice handful. She leaned into me, not at all shy, enjoying my touch on her warm skin.Her hands were busy too, also caressing my thigh. Hers wandered and found my bulge which was becoming painfully apparent. She teased me, her hands rubbing then squeezing, working their magic on me.I dropped my hand to her waist,. I feel like there is another here, in this bar….somewhere but I'm not in the state to "see". They usually look like anybody else or are totally invisible unless you can get in the right state of mind to view their true selves. It's been so long and I'm so out of practice but the feeling is strong. I have to "see". I have always felt that one day I would be reunited with my people. The older I've gotten the more impatient I've become. I had almost given up. I do the only thing I can think to.