——————————Night at the Brothel - Joe FettigI am going out tonight somewhere far away from the barit's a secret place invite only t...me to become a porn starentering the house with Asian beauty's on my mindtime to get freaky ready to bump and grindready to get mixed up with some love and sexshow me your freaky side put on the latextonight I want to be your greatest lover make you forget about all the painwhen I give you my dick I will be driving your mind insaneSeeing that your a special kind of. "So it's spooky mumbo-jumbo. Great."Grace took the key from Daniel's hands and stuffed it back into her purse. Daniel glared at her."I'm sorry if I come across as some wild-eyed, prophet of doom, Grace. But I have SEEN things. Things that would drive you to the edges of your sanity." What? Your wife coming back to life?"A patient seated nearby shot Grace a glance. Grace ignored him."Yes. Gabby came home, one year after her death; she took me by the hand, and took me through a gate to Hell. I. They decided to stop in the bar for a nightcap before going back to the room, and both ended up having a couple of drinks as they sat and she told him stories about Vermont; the countryside, history, and people as she knew them from growing up there. They laughed together at her tales of the area, relaxing further as they just enjoyed each others company and the lovely surroundings. She promised to take him to some gorgeous places the next day, saying as he’d often heard her say, that the. At the last moment, I withdrew, almost all the way, and plunged, full force, into her clasping wet pussy, jetting my cum deep in her belly. Her inner muscles milked me dry, as I shrank, inside her. We rolled to our sides, still connected at lips and groin, to catch our breath, and relax, in the aftermath of our orgasms. We drifted to sleep that way, and sometime during the night, I woke to the feel of Diane's hand, slowly stroking the length of my prick, as it stiffened in her palm. I pretended.