I rammed my hard cock inside her pussy and pushed it deeper and deeper inside her. She held my back real tight and was moaning in pleasure. I started ...ncreasing the force of my thrust and my speed and my cock was pushing inside out her pussy. I then held both her legs and got on top of her to push my cock even more deep. She loved each of my moves and she loved the fact that I was being dominant upon her. I then asked her to hold her own two legs in the air so I can thrust even deeper and she. He said it usually gets busier later on. I said wow he makes these drinks strong. the bartender walked back over to us with two more drinks. after I finished mine, I asked where the mens room was.my new friend said follow me, I need to go to. with that, I followed him. the bathroom was all the way in the back of the building. as I entered it , it was very poorly lit. they had no urinals , just a trough against one wall. as I was peeing, I saw movement in the corner, it looked like one guy was. I was recovered from our early afternoon screw so got to feel my friend’s juice inside my loving sweetie. She told me his cock curved the other way from mine so it rubbed her differently. He was sex starved, so she’d love to do him regularly. Was I OK with that?I held her face between my hands and said lovingly, “You don’t have to ask me for permission to do what you want with your own body.”She said back, just as lovingly, “I know. But I always want you to be OK with it.”He managed pussy. I looked at my hands, at my unnaturally sharp nails; they were black and hard, nearly like obsidian. Everywhere I looked was a reminder of what I had lost; the black nails, the ashen skin, the path ahead; my slitted eyes could see well in the dark.I could even see a plume of distant smoke despite the new moon.That could mean food. But it also meant people, and they tended to have pitchforks and superstitions. I cursed as another growl escaped my gut, and looked again at the smoke. I found.