And just as the man’s erection tapered, softening as it released the last of his own seminal fluid, the stealthy proboscis would retreat in a flash,...leaving behind all it needed to forever change the future of this man.He pulled away from her, fingering her pussy, coaxing the cum from her. A white sticky fluid seeped from inside. It was all he needed to see. “Aw yes, such a pretty sight.”Akemi, no longer struggled against her assailants as the next one positioned himself between her legs with. Hewatched her eyes glance down looking at his face and then across hiscamisole to a view of his obvious erection. She smiled and looked backat his face. With some relief Billy realized that she thought it had todo with her. "Will you let him go to wash up?" she said to Gary."No," Gary said, "stay here. None of you move or talk or anything." Can I at least get dressed?," Samantha said."Sure, whatever," Gary said. He was not yet fully back from his orgasm.Samantha found her bra and panties and. ‘Come in,’ she said, ‘I’ll give you, shelter from the storm’ Bob Dylan ~~~~~~ Hi, my name is Michael James Henson, Mike to my friends. I’m six feet, three inches tall and weigh two hundred and twenty-five pounds. I have dark brown hair, blue eyes and have been told by more than a few women that I was good looking. I have no memory of my father, as he ran out on Mom and me when I was just six months old. Still though, with a lot of love from Mom, life was good and when I was five, Mom met a man. I’d never been chatty with guys, but I felt a connection with Tony that I’d never expected. Regretfully, I grabbed my purse. ‘I’ve got to go to the funeral home. I really wish we had more time to talk because it’s been fun.’ He pulled out a twenty and tossed it on the table, silencing my objections. ‘If I can’t spend my money on breakfast with a friend, then why have it? I’m going to go to the viewing and I’ll be here for the funeral, too, so we can talk again. I’d like that.’ His hand briefly.