Oh, I am probably over thinking things, but coffee technology has evolved so much in the past centuries, and I am quite happy for it. The true dark ag...s for me where before you could make good coffee in minutes.If I am ever permitted to go home, I bet I would be the toast of the town for showing them this remarkable brew. Assuming they would be willing to try something brown in color from the monkey world. There loss if not I suppose.It was in that moment, when I could feel it. Feel death’s. When I offered one to him, he looked for a moment as though he’d decline, but then nodded hurriedly, as if he was afraid he’d lose his nerve otherwise.I sat in the old armchair that had been living in the flat when I moved in and handed him his glass, already beaded with perspiration. He took a sip, winced, and then a longer pull. I looked at him as he swallowed the so-cheap-it’s-hardly-gin, recognizing in his grimace and the way he sat someone marshaling their courage.Oh well, I thought. I. With that, she spun around, her ass now facing me, her thighs straddling Bill's hips. I watched excitedly as she reached down between them and propped his penis upright. Rocking back, she aligned him and slowly worked on impaling herself on his long thick penis. I quivered in arousal as I watched ever more of the shaft disappear between her swollen lips until his balls were wedged in the crack of her ass. She rocked upright on him, looking over her shoulder at me as she rolled her hips . They both groaned and shuddered as his girthy rod slid deeper and deeper, slowly and gently.Her petite pussy clenched tighter, desperately trying to resist entry to her heavenly hollow, but it was too late. She squealed and clenched, sliding her arms down his muscular back and grabbing his shoulder blades as he began invading her previously forsaken pussy.All Celina could feel was Adrian's thick, veiny shaft gliding deeper and deeper. Each girthy inch stretched her slowly, reshaping her pussy.