Just a short 'goodbye while the loved one was alive and their goodbyes could matter.'With Anna's help, I'd done everything I'd been 'taught' when Kare... died. In the end, it didn't make any difference. She was gone, the pain persisted, and overtime my mind would cover the pain with scar tissue and it would slowly ebb – just like the pain from my bullet wounds.So, as I rode to Chicago, I thought about the rules I was breaking on this day. I'd just left one girlfriend I loved dearly to immediately. I hung my head down panting like I had run a marathon. Sweat was dripping off me. My cunt was reacting to the ravaging of my virgin ass by dripping more. Ramu’s hands held my hanging boobs and were milking them. I reacted by moaning and pushing back my ass driving his cock more deep. Then he sunk three fingers into my gaping cunt and fingered me. As I moaned and groaned in pleasure he rammed my asshole, roughly ripping my insides. But I was beyond caring. The cock in my ass, his stubby fingers. “ Watch this shit, men! You won’t believe this! Watch what she does! “ I told them.We all continued stroking ourselves to her obscene performance and soon my new friends were treated to a sight I still found hard to believe whenever I saw her do it. With the big butt plug firmly embedded in her ass, filling and stretching her sphincter and bowels full, Joy began a brutal assault directly on her clitoris. Fucking back and forth, back and forth, she concentrated all the buzzing power it could. It was already 10:30 in the night so people in the compartment started to settle down and preparing to sleep. While climbing to the upper birth her leg got stuck in her salvar and she slipped a little, I was quick to extend helping hand and held her. With that little help she went to her seat and gave me a smile. It happened so quickly that no one else except one aunty in the front seat came to know. I was feeling her warmth on my hands for long. I did not have any hope or intensions of getting.