I squeeze myself in slowly, allowing the lube to do the work, backing off and pushing forward until finally I feel myself being taken all the way in. ... bury my shaft to the hilt, grinding my hips against his smooth, firm ass, feeling the warmth of his hole seeping into my already sizzling cock. I grip his hips and draw back for my first thrust, feeling my lover's tightness as his muscles contract, eager to draw me back in. I fuck him slowly at first with long, deep strokes, watching myself,. I could see he was really hard, and I could hear them both moaning. Then they changed postion, she got on top of him, and slide his cock into her wet pussy. What breasts, and what a hot pussy...wow...the moaning got louder and louder, and as I watched, I started mastubating, it was impossible not to..As he exploded cum into her pussy, I exploded outside too. The sound, the smell of fucking, her breasts and wet pussy...I quickly went back to my room, but wow it was incredible...A week or so. ‘I’m hurt real bad and so is Bruno.’ ‘Don’t worry, dirt bag,’ Greg snapped. ‘We’ll have you checked at the hospital before we lock you up. You know, you assholes are pretty damn lucky.’ ‘Lucky?’ Jimmy asked. ‘How the hell can you say I’m lucky?’ ‘You’re alive,’ Greg said. More sirens were wailing up the road, and more police cars stopped on the road behind the house. Officers emerged from the cars and started for the house while Greg’s radio crackled as the additional arriving police units. She had like a big folder, tied with a ribbon and full of thin paper patterns and such. Measurements and notes she'd made. Did I tell you she could read and write?" Do you still have it?" Beall asked as he cut a slice of hard, yellow cheese."No, the lady she worked with asked for it, and I give it to her right after we buried Betsy, the whole kit and caboodle. She calls herself a 'sempstress.' Fancy that. Purdom's her name. Has a little bitty shop over near that old inspection warehouse that.