I took my left hand to her right melon, started massaging. Her nipple became erect and I took my mouth near it and twisted with my tongue. She gave a ...oan and my right hand massaging her clit. She took her left leg and placed on the commode and opened her legs wide for more access. She was moving her hip to and fro for more pleasure.I removed my both hands and made her sit on the commode. She sat and opened her legs with eager and lustful eyes. I kneeled down and started to eat her pussy. She. There were some buzzing sounds and then somehow I recalled thetime I had dressed in my mother's stuff. My legs grew cold while abreeze swept under my mother's skirt. The bra I had snatched the weekbefore tugged in my shoulders and in my back. The balloons I had filledwith water and stuffed into the cups were obviously too big...Although I felt myself sitting on the bench at the platform again, thefeeling of the wind brushing my bare legs and the tugging of the bra wasstill reported to my drowsy. Fascinated, he watched as the wound closed itself and healed in a manner of seconds. A few seconds after that, there was no sign there had even been a cut except for the blood still pooled in his hand.Jake chuckled to himself. Now, even if he was unconscious, he would still be healing himself. He figured he could easily survive multiple gunshot wounds, falls from large heights, car accidents, and all sorts of other freak accidents. That should help out in a pinch.Jake got up and went to the. So he opened a set of large doors that led into a darker but larger room with loud music playing and a strange yet attractive odor. So as walked in my nervousness had gotten worse and my mouth had become bone dry and my trembling had intensified. I walked toward the bar were the largest congregation of people were and where in the middle woman danced topless. As I sat down I ordered a nine dollar Budweiser and drank it down to calm my nerves as I looked about the room all the men.