I remained connected with her sensations and emotions, connections she couldn't feel - not yet. She was masturbating, and she'd climax when Sandy's or...asm struck. Orgasm times two! Three if you count mine. I didn't.My cock throbbed with anticipation. Would I pass out again?"Fuck me, Josh. Fuck me, little brother," Sandy gushed. "Oh, you feel so good in me, thrusting... throbbing... fucking."Sandy's clit hit my pubic bone. I could feel the resulting exquisite sensations everywhere, even my hair. After I had sent her a photo of myself she had phoned me and agreed a time to meet, during her long lunch hour, and for her to assess my suitability – that appointment was now drawing close. The train draws into East Croydon, slows and stops. I step out onto the platform and then make my way to the wine bar where we had agreed to rendezvous – I was okay for time. The streets are crowded… and not a little rough for a small town boy like me. I find the bar and make my way down the steps – it’s. She lived in a house with her friend who was away for the weekend so there would be no reason not to fuck her in any room and any hole she wanted it in. You knock on the front door, walk in. She was in the middle of her couch, feet up on the coffee table painting her toenails. Her light blonde hair was back in a pony tail and she had on a red bikini top. Her perky tits looked full and plump with a hint of nipple showing. Her bottoms matched but with some camel toe. She wasn’t wearing much make. " Yes sir," the young man said and ran to the SWAT van.Jonas walked to an opening between two vehicles and looked around the corner. Clevis walked up and asked, "Are you sure about this?"Jonas nodded and took a deep breath, held it, then let it out slowly. "I don't know of another way to get them out of there." He glanced down the line of vehicles and smiled. "At least I have an ambulance on site this time." So, you're not sure you won't get hit," Clevis said softly."No," Jonas said just as.