“I can feel your juices all over me.”He started pumping his cock in and out of my pussy and I couldn’t believe that I was having sex in a car ri...ht now!But damn…it felt amazing. His dick was so thick and I loved feeling him stretching me out as he fucked me.We were kissing and fucking and he was squeezing my tits and I realized that in our haste I didn’t even take off my bra.I didn’t want to be totally naked in case we needed to make a quick exit so I propped myself up enough for him to unhook. I can tell you from experience, that’s a bad place be fucked up.”My eyes widened. “You got it?” he said. I nodded. He removed my hand and I sucked in a breath of air into my lungs. “It’s me, Mr. Burkle.” “Trish? What the hell are you doing climbing through my window? I thought you were some kid trying to steal something.”I heard him move away and switch a lamp on beside a couch. The couch he fucked my tight, virgin pussy on. I smiled as I stared at it. He turned around holding the gun in his. 'Terree zal eengedichten leezen.' Before looking at me to prompt my performance 'Terree.' Drained of all self-confidence I took my notebook out of my pocket and fumbledthrough it to find a short poem to read. I quickly scanned the room for theprobable directions of incoming missiles. Then I began. We have two choices We could fuck or sit in silence And let our skulls crack open You propose a third option "We could talk" But my tongue is knotted And my brain is whipped There is a fourth option. He tossed the old silver cross toward the trash can by his desk but missed. He was going to cum soon.As the days piled one on top of another, Sam enjoyed the ever-expanding bellies around him. But he was in for a surprise.Late one night, a voice interrupted Sam right as he deployed a fleet in his latest space strategy game.“We need to talk,” his sister’s quiet voice said from behind him.“What?” Sam looked over his shoulder.“We need to talk.” Bex stood just inside his doorway. She closed the.