John could only shake his head; he'd recognized the man as soon as he saw him. The scar was a dead giveaway, seeing as it was John that had given it t... him over five years ago.John shook his head as he looked around making sure no-one had heard the dying man's words. Shit, John thought, he really hated for the man's body to be raided by the jackals that were there. returning to his feet, John turned toward the saloon.As soon as John was out of sight more than a few people were quickly picking. I will go into the bar or club, I will get a coke but I will act very buzzed. I look for a man who is married, and not very good looking and as if he has not been laid in a long time. Now I do not want to know their name or their k**s, wife, job or even hear about their dog. I just want a big gooey load delivered in my pussy. So I will just walk up and tell them that I am mad at my husband and would like to give them a blow job to get back at him. What loser would turn down a BJ from a good. He nonchalantly gripped my ass and squeezed firmly. Then sliding his fingers all along the ass crack, he sought my hard cock as I lifted my waist to provide him access. He tickled my balls and giggled softly. Meanwhile, his thighs were now touching my upturned palms. I slowly moved my hand along his thighs and into his shorts till I could feel his turgid hard-on on my knuckles. He pressed it into my palm.His palms were stroking my thighs and he would slide them right into my balls and play with. Oh Lord, he’s forcing me into this abandoned factory… She pushed the button for the elevator. …And now onto this grungy old freight elevator…The elevator arrived and they stepped inside. No use screaming for help…I’m at his mercy.Her breath was beginning to quicken. She stood next to Michael as he pushed the button for his floor then placed an arm around her shoulders and held her lightly. He didn’t speak--which was a good thing since Karen was already having a very intense.