" Figures. You going to get me outa' here and take me home?" You want me to?" Yep." Okay then I'll have them pack up your stuff. You'll have to tell m... where you live." Don't know much do you?" I know enough to get you out of someplace you don't want to be." I guess you do, boy, and I thankee."I pulled into the overgrown dooryard. The house was a typical New Englander, huge and definitely having seen better days. It didn't look like it had any repair for a couple of decades. It had been yellow. This guy, roughly grabbed her hips as he lifted them up and adjusted his hard throbbing cock to her soaking wet pussy lips. With a deep angry grunt he ruthlessly pushes into Diana, seemingly not worried about all the spunk leaking out of her and over his balls from the guy before. Diana, moaned like a whore in pleasure at the a****listic urgency of this hard cock taking her. “Fuck me” Dianna, moaned to herself, “this guy is extra fucking long, it feels like he is going to pound my. “Tell me something, Shawn,” Yael coaxed. “I know you’ve gone through a lot with your divorce. Honestly, how long has it been since you’ve been with someone like this?”“Honestly, you’re the first since my life changed.”“Really?”Shawn nodded, a slight groan reaching his lips as her hands lavished attention on him in only the best of ways. “And it was also a while even before the divorce happened. It’s been too long.”“And you’re sure you want me to be the one to help you enjoy this sort of thing. She quickly sprayed some air freshener, but I didn’t think that would help. She grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs.“Let me try to talk my way out of this,” she whispered. Then louder, “Coming up the stairs, Dad.”Her mom and dad were waiting for us. I got a very foul look from both of them.“Mom, Dad, this is Steve.”“Good Morning, Sir,” I said respectfully.“What’s going on? What are you doing with my daughter?”“Dad, please. I asked him to come over this morning. We were in the basement.