So, I just kept going...and going...and going. She moaned and shook several times. I remember how she'd whimper before each climax and I really liked ...ow I could feel her opening tighten around my penis each time she came. It worked for me. I guess it would have been worse if I had lost my load within those first few minutes. Here, my story takes a strange and unexpected twist. It is a moment that I have mentally revisited a little more often than I'd like to admit.After some time of our really. "Okay, but if you need anything, you can count on me," I said.I was sweaty and I smelled bad, but I stopped for breakfast anyway. It was almost nine so I went to the local Hardee's for a biscuit. The biscuits, filled with animal fat of one kind or another, were also fantastic. I sat there eating my biscuit filled with a chicken embryo, sliced port belly, and curdled milk, when I happened to look out the window.An old man at least seventy parked a tricycle in the parking lot. It wasn't just any. You could play a colour, a number, light or dark or odds and evens.Albert pointed out the cashier. He had given Carol a few coins to exchange, and he was interested in what the cashier would give her. The cashier glanced at him, and his clothes then smiled at Carol, told her the exchange rate and gave her some coins.Albert grunted and said loudly, “We won’t be spending much here tonight dear, not at that piss-pore rate. We will have to go to the exchange in the morning. Give her the brass. I was still outside her pyjamas and could slowly feel riya rubbing against my dick. I disengaged out mouths and lay back allowing her to slide over me better. She looked a sultry vixen riding me. Our clothes were still on, but we could both feel each other’s nether parts well. Her pussy had a squishy feel and my dick was rock hard. The petite figure and her overall demeanour turned me on to no end and I felt I was going to burst out to my pants.This continued for a while, till she slid of me.