I grabbed the scissorsand quickly cut each fingernail off using a single cut for each. Itdidn't look pretty but it enabled me to use my fingers proper...y.I ran my hands under the tap to get the worst of the cum off them andthen tottered slowly over to my toolkit, trying to ignore the stingingpain in my swaying breasts and the heavy pressure of my pregnancy. Theneedles in my tit flesh could wait until later, I had to stop my pussyfrom being ripped apart by the baby.I scrabbled through the toolkit. I wore a short skirt and blouse. I had a matching bra and panties with stocking and heels. I wanted to be sexy for him. Maybe he would see me and forgive me for my poor handling of finding out that he was black. It seemed to take me forever to get to the bar. I'd been there before and remembered it was a small quaint place of mostly locals. It was far from the school so there wouldn't be anyone from school there. When I arrived I went in and saw a nicely dressed black man in the back. I made my. Sara rolled over, spread her legs showing a gaping little cunt stretched by Timmy’s cock, smiled at him and opened her arms. Timmy entered her again and began to slowly but steadily fuck her. It was an amazing sight. I just watched with my hand now unashamedly in my shorts rubbing a very wet pussy. Sara pulled Timmy down and kissed him passionately before throwing her head back and exclaiming, ”Oh, fuck, I’m cumming again!”I had seen Timmy climax so often that I could tell he was very close. I. Some only see small groups of other travelers. This makes sense, given how sparsely traversed Earth's segment is much of the time. For a good part of my journey, however, I seemed to have connected onto a superhighway.I quickly encountered eight full lanes of traffic going each direction. My map guided me towards the outside where the slower traffic moved, though even on foot I was faster than many travelers. The inside lanes in both directions often rumbled and shook from huge wheeled and.