He would tremble in pleasure as he watchedthe victim change. Sometimes the sensation he got from watching them changewas so satisfying that he let the... go without having sex with them. He sawthat the sun would be setting soon, the urge was growing, and it was time togo hunting.Back in Vegas a married woman sat in a hotel bar. Dan the bartender knew thetype well. She looked tired and weary of her present life. Her husband wasprobably an insurance salesman from Riverside CA or something like. While this was happening, I'd gotten harder than I'd been in a while, and precum was really dripping from the tip of my cock.After a couple of more minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I positioned myself behind her and slipped my cock into Zee's wet pussy. We made love doggy style while I gently rubbed her asshole with my oiled thumb. We both came quickly, with simultaneous gasps.I pulled out, rolled Zee over, lay on top of her with my head pillowed on her large breasts. Between pants she told. Miss Lisa momentarily looked away, perhaps a little surprised or even slightly shocked, but turned back to see my head and shoulders jerking forwards violently as I pumped and pumped into my underpants, strangled moans croaking out of me in time to the shots of spunk going into my pants. I didn’t have time to feel embarrassed or worry about how She might react – I’d not asked Her permission – as I had no control, the violent contractions of my spunk-pump causing me to wobble unsteadily and the. It is as if the ocean though unable to swallow you, bathes you in its scent, bathing you in its moisture as much as it can conspiring with the wind to do it. Your stretched arms leading the way for the cloth waving behind them with the wind. Your silhouette against the setting sun crowning you in its gold, the rays from the sun finding their ways through the scarce clouds, and reaching the earth in slow motion. Your hair making offering greater resistance to the golden rays than even the clouds.