The ceaseless assault continues on your well-lubricated gash, building and driving you onward. Already your next crest seems impossible to stop and yo... gush, but his cock still remains lodged deep inside your drenched pussy, merely increasing the pressure inside the chamber. His grunting increases, your moans become screams, sheer delight, agony and ecstasy, rolled into pure orgasmic pleasure. Then you feel it, near the base of his cock, swelling outwards, upwards and surging up his shaft,. Rennie was a lazy wastrel who had no ambition or desire for anything other than the easy path in life. This fight was now on old and very familiar ground."Then he sleeps in his back office for an hour or two until lunch when he goes over to Rusty's Tavern for four or five beers and stays until at least 2 p.m., after which he takes another nap in his office until he 'leaves early for a meeting' every afternoon sometime after 4 p.m. to return to Rusty's for another couple of beers before he goes. These are explicit instructions from my mom, who’s a lawyer.”“I’ve been stopped before and never had any problems.”“You’re not black, Kit. Me being in this car ups the stakes considerably. I’m thinking he saw a young black woman driving a late-model high-end car and he wants to take a good look at us. He’s looking for some infraction he can use as a pretext for pulling us over — it’s called a pretext stop. If we play our cards right, we can get away with a warning or a citation.”“A citation. I’ll let you know this week, okay? But I do have one question,” she said. I told her to ask, and she said, “I thought I saw you talking to Stacy Sterling today,” she said.I assumed Sterling was Stacy’s last name. I shrugged and said, “You told me you only date black guys.”“Oh, it is like that, huh? Well, normally I do, but I was willing to make an exception in your case. I just like to know where I stand. Am I a backup plan, or are you trading up?” she asked me.Shit, that was the best question.