A dozen or so of us in a small 2-bedroom apartment, a few in the kitchen fixing dinner for all of us, the rest in the main room, no lights on, candles...everywhere. Groups of two or three on the couch, on the floor, in front of the dark television. On the closet floor.The music loud, a faint blue-white haze near the ceiling, Jimi and Janis, Airplane and The Lizard King looking silently on from the walls. I'm passing the pipe, taking as big a hit as I can. I'm lying on the couch, with another. Ab meri wife ne uska lund haath mein pakad kar mere ko chatne ke liye kaha meine kaha nahi yeh mein nahi kar sakta tabhi meri wife ne mere muhh par apne pair se laath maari aur Tukh kar kaha ki tumhe mardon ka lund kya hota hai pata chalna chahiye chup chap iska lund apne muhh mein rak kar chatna shuru kardo warna yeh tumhara muhh chodhdega haram ki haulad mere wife ke muhh se aisi baatein sunkar mein hairan ho gaya mein uska lund apne haath pakad ke hilane laga tabhi usne mujhe kaha hila mat. In extra slow motion the driver pulled up a handgun aimed it through the window at Kraig and pulled the trigger. Kraig never had a chance to move or make a sound of distress! Charmaigne stood beside Kraigs’ body, it lay motionless on the ground. The driver then took the gun and aimed it at his own head then pulled the trigger. On the other side of the car she spotted his guide. She nodded in acknowledgement then turned back to Kraig. His spirit was stood at the side of the car still, staring. She wanted him as much as he wanted her."Give me your prick, Mike. I want you to fuck me with it," She said, moaning.Mike continued to move with her, letting her cunt engulf him."Harder, Mike. Fuck me. Fuck me." She said, grunting her encouragement.Mike was also getting there. He pulsated into her deep pussy, until his cum was almost ready to burst."Yes, you're making me cum, Mike!" She exclaimed.He exploded into her pussy. They stood there, united for several minutes.Then Mike pulled out of.