” “You didn’t want to go home, or you didn’t want to go home alone,” my bar partner replied. I chuckled. “Probably a little of both.” W... both stared at the television screen over the bar. After a few minutes of silence, she leaned over and pressed her shoulder against mine. “Do you want to go somewhere else and share a drink?” she whispered. I could smell the aroma of her sweet perfume. She slipped her left hand on to my thigh and squeezed it. My man senses tingled. I slipped my hand on to. His cum which had been building in his balls for over 3 days was ready to fly. "I'm gonna cum Donna" Chris cried as he quickly pulled his cock from her beautiful ass and then Donna in one motion flipped right over and slide right underneath his cock as she leaned up and Chris watched as the first load of cum exited from his balls and through the length of his cock with the fury of a charging bull and exited out head of his cock and he looked down at Donna and watched it fly in the air and land. He took it from you. He is fucking me right in front of you now. He knows he can. He knows he owns my pussy now. I want him to fuck me more than I've ever wanted you to fuck me." Ohhh, Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes." Keep watching honey. I'm about to cum for Bill. I want you to watch me as I cum on his big cock. He is so deep baby. He feels so good."My feet were going numb. I felt like I was standing in cement. I couldn't move."Ohhhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Fuck! Fuck! Bill! Yes! Yes! Yes!. I reached down to turn the doorknob and open the door, wondering briefly if I should knock first when the door dissolved at my touch. Inside was Erin's room as I remembered it before her death, except there was no floor. The furniture seemed to float, stable and motionless in the air. On the bed, bent over her guitar was Erin, working out some new cord combination. "Hey, baby brother, come on in, and let's jam some," she said without looking up. She continued to work the strings of her guitar.