People of all ethnicities. Indians, Jamaicans, Southeast Asians, English, Russians, Spaniards, too many kinds to count. They’re doing too many thing... to count too. Shopping, sports, talking, just strolling about aimlessly, playing songs, reading books, doing other things. Truly in the world there is endless diversity. ‘Have you picked up people from Conrad’s before?’ Kellie asked as we passed what used to be the Haggerston Pool. It’s still closed, future uncertain. No one knows when or if it. Her hands gripped my chest and hair as her mouth formed a silent scream of pleasure. Partially for my own selfish desire, I thrust up while she came, still fucking her pussy as it gushed. Her cum was making her so wet and slippery I fucked her faster and faster. Her eyes screwed shut, her mouth wide open she made little squeaks as I reached the climax of my thrust. Finally she collapsed on me, her head hitting my chest as she slid of my cock. “Oh Fuuuuuuuck” she whimpered as she lay, exhausted. Amanda's hand was still lubed. She started jerking her younger son."You boys need to be milked every day. Every morning, every afternoon, every night. The day I forget, you fight."Andy stayed silent. Amanda looked at him and knew he wouldn't respond. She kept jerking him. "Come on baby! Give mommy your pain." she encouraged her son. The boy just kept staring at the ceiling as his mother jerked him off.After a few minutes Amanda knew what she had to do. She swung her legs up on the bed and then. "Not yet, slut."I whimper.He fucks me slowly, sawing his fingers in and out of me and bringing me closer to an orgasm. He knows what he's doing to me. I can imagine the lust in his eyes and his hard cock straining to be inside me. He saws faster and my cunt melts around his fingers. I am so close, my cries are loud and lustful behind my gag. He knows how close I am, how badly I need it.He stops.I struggle feverishly with my hips trying to find his fingers again, to find release. My nipples and.