I walking through the road it was dark no street light there was a man aged 40-50 sitting on his scooter I looked at him he also looked at me he get o...f the scooter and started peeing beside his scooter so I also gone near him started peeing he watched mine and I watched his cock. He said nothing and started walking towards the bushes I was sceptical and I don’t have any sense what is he doing but I followed him(told u I ’m a bitch). He was going inside the bushes deep and it pitch dark I. .AAAA!!!" he wailed as his pussy spasmed hard, a tiny gout ofcream spurting out, his breasts aching with need, his canal thumpingand flexing.He panted as the thumping in his crotch gradually subsided, and tearsstarted flowing down his face. How long he cried he didn't know. Atthe end of it, he wrapped a towel around his curvy lower half and wentout to fetch the suitcase from the car. He threw it on the floor, and,overwhelmed by fatigue, decided to check it out tomorrow. He moved onover to. Paul Zabinsky struggled as Darren Steven cuffed him and read him hisMiranda rights but the two FBI agents kept him well under control.Natalie walked over to where Cassie was being tended to by the combatmedic. The medic had cleaned up a few superficial cuts, given Cassiewater to drink and was in the process of unwrapping a sterile disposablesuit. Natalie and the medic being the only females in the room held up ablanket while Cassie stripped out of her ruined evening gown and struggledinto the. The line wasn’t moving and so we talked for a good hour. She mentions her name was Lauren and we ended up finding out we were in the same industry of work. I say to her “Lauren… I gotta say, that was my ex fiancés name.” She asks what happened and I tell her up front she didn’t like that I traveled so much. ‘Same here…My fiancé doesn’t like that I travel so much either.” She replied, “Must be a trust thing.” I finally get to the front of the line and the agent tells me there is only one room.