But the maroon is the unknown, it’s danger, it’s v******e. The yellow is home. It’s the lights left on on a dark night. It’s a lighthouse. It�...�s safety, the familiar.”I hoped that if I blathered on enough she’d not look at the card underneath the painting that said the exact same thing a thousand times more eloquently.“I’m not sure that’s true,” she countered. “To me the maroon is lust, it’s like a mist that descends, clouding everything out, and the yellow is the light, it’s the only way. I appreciate your compliments on my cocksucking skills but we’ve really got to be hitting the road.”“I’ll be hitting that pussy before you hit the road Honey. If you weren’t using your mouth for talking we could be almost halfway finished by now. We won’t hold you up very long.”Well fuck. Talking to them was just wasting time. I shoved my shorts down to my ankles and then kicked them off saying “Come on then. Both at once. It’ll be faster that way.” I bent over and braced my hands against the. I took off my panties and lay back as i opened my legs i reached down and pulled my cheeks apart giving him a better view. he took his cock and started rubbing the head against my asshole his precum wetting it more "is this what you want you dirty fucking slut? you want me to make you my bitch?" he didn't need to ask twice " fuck me please i want your fucking cock pounding my ass please " i begged . with that he plunged his cock deep into me and began pounding my asshole hard ,his balls. For the first time in her life, she was getting recognition for herwork, and I'd, too, would be taking advantage of it.I had missed her so much, even though she had been gone for just oneweek. It was so hard going one day without her. My days and nights wereso long without her by my side. For the first time in my life sincebachelorhood, I felt empty. She entered my life and made me feelcomplete. It had only been one week she had been gone, but it felt likea lifetime. I never want to feel that.