To the left, she saw the tracks of the rollercoaster. The only roller coaster in New York City is in Coney Island.Lois had been to Coney Island a few ...imes, but she had never ridden theroller coaster or any of the other rides for that matter. Lois didn'tlike amusement park rides or horror movies. She saw no benefit frombeing frightened out of your wits or having one's stomach churned intovomit-inducing nausea.Coney Island was also the last place that Louis had seen his ex-wife.Heidi had never. I had a first orgasm, feeling the god job their tongue and fingers were doing to my body. I felt my legs shivering and had to put my hands on the wall, preventing to fall to the floor.The second boy left my boobs and made me bend over to my waist. Then he grabbed my hips and, with no warning, he shoved his hard cock deep inside of my wet cunt. He made me shiver and put his hand covering my mouth, to keep me silence; calculating my screams could attract some other people…He pumped my cunt. Every thrust from Art was met with her tightening muscles, and so little room left inside her with Matt taking up so much of it. With so much pressure inside her, so much flesh, each stroke forced her g-spot to drag along Art’s veined girth, until he forced his cock back into her to the base. And, with Matt no longer holding her neck, she was free to let her head hang, and watch the titan beneath her flex his hard abs, his broad back, and every muscle in his core as he pushed up to meet her.Her. Son of a bitch!" He said angrily but soon spoke in a resigned tone: "Well, oil lamp it is."He lit two lamps, a big one for the single room in the cabin, the one with a wardrobe, a nightstand and a bed and another one to the bathroom. Then he checked the attached room outside to be sure it was ok, then called me to show it to me. It was the only room made in brickwork in that chalet-like lodging and it had something like an improvised kitchen there. "We will have to heat water in the oven in.