The floor was freezing, yet we were both naked. It made my nipples stand on end, and my pussy flooding. Suddenly, his entire seven inch cock was in my...pleading pussy. He pounded me with his cock, going at least fifty miles an hour. He seriously was fucking the hell out of me. I groaned and whimpered and hugged him so tight I can’t believe he still fucked me so hard. Suddenly his balls stopped smacking against my ass. I felt him shudder and his balls tighten, and his cum flooded into my. She remedied this as best she could by rummaging through the clothes boxes laid out by charities for vagrants like her. There was no underwear, but then Eugenie only ever wore such luxury items on special occasions. She found a threadbare rucksack in amongst the unwanted items supplied by a charity shop and stuffed it with a selection of faded dresses, shorts and printed tee-shirts. She also came across an old denim jacket that was cut off at the waist which could help keep her warm at night.. You could have heard a pin drop.When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of ‘empire building’ by George Bush.He answered by saying, “Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.” You could have heard. . “My Lady Kiria, would you do me the great honour of becoming my bride?” he asked solemnly, leaving me utterly speechless, as, for all I knew that he intended to propose, it wasn’t normally done like this.“I ... uh... , “ I began nervously, swallowing at being put on the spot.The dancefloor had cleared and left the two of us the cynosure of all eyes.“I would be honoured,” I finally squeaked out.There was a huge cheer, which turned my blush almost scarlet and suddenly we were surrounded by.