Maybe. It has to be in good working order.Chapter OneCarl Barley looked around the corner of the bus terminal. He had to figure out a way to get on th...t bus and get out of Las Vegas. Carl shifted the revolver to a more comfortable position. He looked all around him, watching to make sure that no cops were in the area. Since he shot that cop over on the strip and took the cop's gun Carl knew that every cop in the country was looking for him. Carl had been wise enough to take the cop's belt also.. I had come back after a day visit to some sights, and an early dinner. She had just popped in to drop off her backpack and duffel bag and went out for the evening. After seeing her leave, I debated whether I should take a peek inside her bags for anything to play with, as I was the only other person. After what felt like forever, I shut the blinds, double locked the door, and reached under her bunk and pulled out the duffel bag and backpack. After a few moments I found what I was searching for,. She responded in a rather cool tone as if she was fine about what happened. “That’s not why I’m flattering you, I’m just being honest”. I responded to continue the conversation, I was really hoping this conversation would lead somewhere. “Well thank you then Raj, shukriya.” She mumbled to me while this time I moved closer towards her “Anything for you beautiful”My fear, hesitation and shame was long gone by now and this time, in her full senses I placed my hand on her waist and pulled her. Our moaning came simultaneously and we were completely absorbed in grasping all the incredible sensations flooding through our bodies.Our motionlessness was not to last long, we were both dying to continue satisfying our unleashed desires. Everything else ceased to exist and all I could concentrate on was the incredible feeling of drilling my cock into this wide-open pussy. Whether Arabic or not, that cunt was just perfect to receive my forceful pushes and my quest for physical satisfaction..