Chapter 30 The Strange Old Woman

• MARCUS' POV
• “Aaargh...” Basheera screamed as she grabbed the car seat, and positioned herself well to receive my blessed thrusts. Her mouth was wide agape, her eyeballs flashed white and her lashes fluttered unendingly like one who was having epilepsy.
• I grunted, closing my eyes in atemporal bliss as my glans kept brushing past the wet walls of her sweetened paradise that coated my member with her slimy essence and gave me a smooth entry. So far I am concerned, this was the best sex I am having in my entire life. When I said before that Basheera had changed. I wasn't wrong. She had changed in all areas. Even her pussy wasn't left out. It now attained an improved efficacy, producing slurpy sounds that geared me into another level of sexual madness.