Trevorcried, reliving the pain he had tried to bury.An anonymous donation helped keep the charitable organization whooperated the service afloat. The...following month, another donationarrived. And, the month following, another. One day, Trevordressed up in his grubbiest clothes and went down to the place tosee what it was like. The food was plain, but filling, and nobodyquestioned his right to a free meal. There weren’t the crowds thathe had remembered from that one Christmas meal he. I pushed that pain aside and tightened my grip on his wrist.He didn’t say anything to me, just looked up at me with those sad eyes as I slowly pulled him up. That sounds easier than it was. My left arm was fully extended and, while it kept me from going off the bridge with him, I didn’t have any leverage to use to pull the man up.I was essentially pulling him up with just my right arm, until I got to the point when I could be less extended and actually gain enough leverage to pull him up the. As I got closer, I could feel the shuddering starting at her toes again. I gently but forcefully dug my nails into her back, even as she arched backwards. I slammed into her one last time and she began to shake as I blew my essence deep within her womanhood. The force of my orgasm enough to send her over the edge into her second one. I didn’t even try to stop the moan escaping my lips, because it timed perfectly with hers. When it was over, and we had both ridden the waves of orgasm to a. I will burn myself, you have to stop.” A few moment later I heard Pat say, “Sara, look what you do to me.” Sara replied, “Oh my gosh, Pat, put that away.” I guessed that he took his dick out to show her and he said, “Not until you touch it, Malc already told us that he doesn’t mind if we touch each other.” “There,” Sara said, “now put it away and let me finish making this coffee.” Pat said, “kiss it first then I will put it away.” Seconds later Sara said, “There, it has been kissed, now put it.