There were about six people in the laundromat already, all of them adults. I had made sure of that first, before initiating my plan. Four of them were...men. The other two were women, one of them Bubba’s wife, the other one the wife of one of the patrons. Bubba himself was one of the men, a truly hefty fellow weighing three hundred sixty pounds easy. Whatever he did, he was sure to lose some weight very soon.We had no laundry with us, of course. I didn’t care. It didn’t matter. We weren’t here. She insisted I sit on the couch. By pulling me up and shoving me back on the couch, where. she slide Her wet dripping pussy right on top of the head of my cock and jammed it down all the way to my balls with force as she slammed her cunt up and down on my shift . She was Cuming by the gallons my tool was soaked in her juices and so was her seat cushion. As I felt her wet cunt going faster and faster like she was a machine .i picked her up laid her on her back of the seat cushions drove my. So I guess that I'm not really all that much better off." Well at least you're not in Wisconsin," I joked.We arrived at Antonio's about five minutes of eight. Anita and Jack werewaiting inside at the bar. They told us that the table would ready soon.So we sat down and ordered a couple of drinks. A few minutes later awoman came to where we were seated and told us our table was ready. Wefollowed her, drinks in hand, and took our seats. As we studied the menu,I finished my first drink and flagged. It went without saying they'd be married the next year, although neither of them had money for a wedding. Jim worked as a security guard and Amina worked at the library, or the music store, or the farmer's market, depending on what day of the week it was. They made just barely enough for a two-room apartment. It was a small, drafty place, but Amina liked it. It was near the cemetery. The wedding would be a small affair, just the two of them and a few of Jim's friends, because Amina had no real.