Her black heels dug into is backside, as he plunged himself in and out of her. She leaned into him, delighting in the warmth of his body and the aroma...of cinnamon and pipe tobacco that permeated the suit coat. There was urgency in their joining. Both grunted with the exertion, the only other sound being that of his scrotum-encased balls slapping against her flesh. She cried out. “Oh, fuck! I’m coming! Fuck me harder!” He grunted and plowed on, his own release coming moments later as he poured. Sometimes, I was real lucky and got a girl who liked to play at the groping game even more than me. My best groping shot was a pair of Jewish girls coming up from their jobs on 42nd Street to the upper Bronx. It was a long ride especially the one between 59th Street and 125th Street with no stops at all and sometimes a delay in a darkened tunnel.The two girls were chattering so fast that I couldn't understand a word they said but I was sure I heard keywords like "dick" and "pussy". I was on the. "The people standing below him only stared with blank expressions unable to truly understand what he was saying. But the figure simply continued talking, just causing more confusion with every word. "So I should probably introduce myself first, I am the god of this world, just call me that when you need something." Now it must be obvious that this is not your world anymore right?" The figure waved a hand making the people down below look around to see a town looking a lot like towns back in the. Her pussy was amazing, shaven except for a little hart that was the same pink colour as her hair and a clit that was sticking out from her sex begging to be licked kissed and sucked on all of which I was only to happy to do, Tracey was soon moaning out loud as I tonged her pussy and ass, and to my surprise and delight when she climaxed she gushed sex juice from her cunt all over my face covering me in her orgasm fluid. I took her dress of and removed my shirt and trousers then rolling Tracey on.