I couldn’t help but notice a very pretty older woman , well dressed fantastic figure , alone crying , so me being me , wandered over to see if she w...s ok, needed any help, she looked and sounded upon approaching her , as if she was in distress and either vert drunk or taken something , so I stayed and chatted a while trying to get sense out of her, where she needed to go to get home , and said I would get in the taxi with her to make sure she was safe, as she looked vulnerable, and not fully. I believe the Master has a more prosperous guise for us this time."Demetrius shook his head at their banter and sighed. "A vision came to me last night of a prophet to be born soon being murdered in his mother's womb. I know not why or how other than to say his birth will be portended by a celestial marker and that he comes to a Jewish woman on her way to the census Augustus commands. You will take those chests," he told them, pointing to the finely crafted caskets, "and the caravan assembling. I could feel the warmness of jismness pulsating up my cock. It gushed and spurted into her mouth and she swallowed my goo in one big heavy gulp. As my dick slipped from her mouth I started to feel a sudden pain of sadness. It always takes me a fair amount of time to catch my second erection. Maybe twenty minutes or so. This time distanced me from the pleasure that I wanted to be having. I could imagine my meat train steaming through her love tunnel. I wanted to get on her and fuck her wildly. I. A mechanical digger was pounding into the tarmac, hammering away like a jackhammer, pushing my mind to another flashback fantasy of being taken pneumatically in doggystyle. The vibrations tore through the bus, visibly moving the seats. How much longer can I last, how much more stimulus would the city throw at me? I promised myself if I saw one more tantalising thing I would jump off the bus and walk the rest of the way home. We passed by a corner shop with fresh fruit outside, god don't look at.