I sidle up to the bar and order a beer. It is the first beer I've drunk in years, but it feels right and tastes so good in the hot, smoky darkness."Yo... have a very pretty accent," says one of the girls sitting at the bar. Her own English is heavily accented--Jamaican or Bahamian, maybe. The speaker is dark-skinned enough to be from any of those places or Africa for that matter, "Where is it from?"Anticipating my answer to the question brings a little frisson of fear to my spine, of. She looked down at me then and stated ‘you’ simply.I smiled lightly ‘Take me then’She looked almost in shock about my willingness to just give myself to her. Why was she so careful of me? I was the one who had to be careful. The girl had ‘fragile’ written all over her. She was so breakable, and so close to falling off the edge. If I said one wrong thing without thinking it could send her into another depression, another hysteria. And of course I would be the one helping her out of it.. Ana tried to not have an orgasm from his service but she could not help it.She came twice as this young guy licked her cunt clean.After she was cleaned, the man pulled Ana to her feet and led her to the front door and opened it. With a slight shove he pushed her out the door. She was fully naked, showing her perfect body to anyone who could see her in the middle of the street. Ana then run to the car and once inside she put the raincoat over herself.Then she ran her index finger up her puffy. "Get on your hands and knees." With Sandy's help, she eased Angel down on his side. "C'mon, Mom. He's all yours."Helen moaned and scrambled away from Stormy's fantastic mouth. She ogled Angel's cock and got on her hands and knees. "This is a great idea." She dropped her head and slapped her tongue over Angel's prick as she wiggled her ass. "Eat me, Stormy."Stormy neighed, the scent of Helen's pussy drawing him back to the sweet-tasting meat. He nuzzled his nose between her thighs and slopped.