Gazing into each other's eyes.She moves a hand from the glass onto her breast. I copy her. My hand up my shirt. We pinch our nipples. She gasps. Her b...eath steaming the glass. Mine does the same on the outside.Our gaze never breaks. Her gaze tickling my clit. My cunt is throbbing. Our hands still on the glass. One on the other.Her hand leaves her breast. Mine leaves my breast. She brushes her pussy. Parts her legs. Parts her lips. My hand in my leggings, parting my lips. My cunt is wet.. I'm sure everyone in his apartment house heard him scream; it was so girly I almost laughed. I just stood there with his balls nestled in my pubes not moving. I saw the tears roll down his eyes as I watched him panting as women do when giving c***dbirth. He finally calmed down enough to where he could speak and he patted his belly,"Richard, I swear I can feel you all the way up here, oh it hurt so much, but now it feels like nothing else I've ever had so full and deep."First, I started. Turning to me in confusion, he asked, “I mean no disrespect, sir, but what were you shooting at that distance that was so important?”With a snort, Anna interjected. “The raid leaders were watching the battle from there. With them dead the rest of the warriors would stop a fight to elect a new leader. To stop them from reforming for another attack he not only killed the two leaders, but a few more when they rode up to the bodies. The ones that were left decided it was better to fight somewhere. The pancake house at the end of the dirt road where it came out onto the paved highway was almost shrouded with the smog which looked more like fog in the crazy orange light of the burning sun. It almost looked like some filter placed over the entire valley by a crazed cameraman trying to find the right effect for a mood of a drug-induced hazy dream.The sounds of the delivery man humping one of the sisters over the top of the trash can was humorous to Charlie and he actually smiled in an.