All I remember is her touch and the feel of her breast pressing into my chest. I also remember going to her and pulling her face to mine and began to ...eeply kiss her and caress her body. I remember gently turning her around so her back was to me and sliding my hand down to her perfect little mound. Her pussy was so hot to the touch! My finger gently slid inside her pussy which was already very wet and inviting.I then gently pushed her leggings down over her beautiful curves and in one seamless. He was fucking her face so hard I had to aim to get my cock back into her cunt and once I did we both fucked her hard and fast. Her flabby ass was making farting sounds as the air was beat out of it and the sound of flesh on flesh was excellent, her ass rippled like water as I trust into her and she moaned and groaned around Ron’s cock. "You fucking tramp, suck that cock" he said pulling her hair so hard it must have hurt. He looked up at me and grinned then said "Fuck her ass, she likes your. Her cunt ached, yet it ached so good, as he moved in and out as rapidly as he could.And such a talented lover, she swooned, his hands were everywhere, beguiling her. One moment they were busy kneading her arse cheeks, the next squeezing her breasts. She could barely keep up with what he was doing to her body and the sensations he created. Generous with his mouth too, licking and nibbling around the upper torso and sucking the nipples, occasionally he'd reward her with a tender kiss on the lips. It was as she entered the car that she saw me and even in the dark parking lot I saw the color drain from her face.I walked right by and continued on into the building. I found an empty stool at the end of the bar, ordered a vodka tonic and then I settled down to watch. The place was loaded with women. A rough count showed that there were about three women for every two guys. It looked as if the Black Saddle had become a meat market since the last time I'd been in. I saw several of the ladies.