.and that'll be fun. Just one thing...I've got to do something with your hair...you look like 'Fright Night'...here...sit down and let me try somethin...."Damn...she was right again, I said to myself, as I sat in front of the dressing table mirror. My hair was clean but seemed unruly and maybe it was time for a haircut. Kelly brushed it out and parted it neatly down the middle with a lot more care than I ever expended. With some shears, she did a slight bit of trimming and adjusting so my sandy. The black Biker who was fucking her grabbed her hair as he began to pump harder and then came deep into her cunt. The 2nd Black pushed his friend aside and stuck his big dick until the end in her cunt. The Biker slut, who had meanwhile been worn out completely, noted that the dick who was now in her cunt, opened her cunt wide and looked with her horny eyes to John and winked as she continues and suck one after another Biker..This Black was encouraged by the other Bikers who shouted, fuck this. I propped a couple of pillows behind my back and assumed a slightly more erect posture. Sharmila parted her legs and placed her pussy over my dick and rubbed it. My penis got in touch with her pubic hairs and the sensation was quite nice for sure. I pulled Sharmila closer, lifted one of her arms and kissed the hairs on her armpits once more and then we kissed passionately once more letting our tongue explore our sensitive oral zones. I hugged her soft flesh tight and nibbled her ears. Sharmila. Those with the most to regret seemed to shrink from the truth of their wasted lives, while others seemed to glow for a few seconds just before they disappeared.I felt changes inside myself. Just before the diner exploded, my clothes became shiny gold, illuminated by internal light. It would have scared me if I had had time for fear, but things happened too fast.That was when I realized we were being Raptured. I tried to tell everyone but before I could, I was caught up and brought here to this.