Don't Think She's Indian Unless You Mean...
He then pushed Nancy head first down on the couch so that her arms were on both sides of Anna and the two women were looking at each other. Nancy’s shirt had come open and Anna could see Nancy’s breasts hanging in the air. Nancy’s Breast were sizably larger than Anna’s and left Anna feeling insecure. Nancy’s ass was in the air and Mark was quickly pulling them down to expose her bottom. Task completed, he started to undo his belt.?Don’t guess I’m getting much in the way of foreplay tonight huh Anna?? Nancy Smiled.?No, I think tonight he is getting right to the point.? Anna replied as she brushed some hair out of Nancy’s face. It was while they were touching that Nancy let out a moan as Mark entered her. He was thrusting slow and firm and Nancy purred as Anna’s husband fucked her from behind while Anna watched just inches away. As the fucking got harder, Nancy laid her head on Anna’s shoulder. Anna could feel the force of the fucking as Nancy was pushed hard against her over. . . tap, tap, tap. Cyclic rate of 600rpm. That’s a lot of ammo to carry but the IRA was using burst fire . . . tap tap tap. A guy comes down the Ormeau Road with his AK in a garbage bag–he’s a kid. He wears jeans and a white tee shirt and white trainers. He gets languidly into the back of a red Ford and fucks off. I go down to see the bodies. My side of the Ormeau Road, up here at South Parade is middle and upper middle but just across the street stretch streets of lower middle and lower. Now they’re pouring out of their warrens like the night of the undead. The guys are lying face down and I can’t see the exit wounds. I wonder if those 7.92mms are nestling somewhere in their viscera. There’s an anger in this crowd. They say: ‘Where’s the fuckin’ ambulance but,’ and stare distractedly down the street to see if there’s an ambulance coming up the road from the City or the Royal. One wee woman says: ‘We’re gonna get some fuckin’ taigs tonight.’ But they’re no better. I watch the guys.
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