But he knew better. DNA tests could be damning nowadays and he wanted to leave no evidence.Oh, now there was a likely candidate. A woman alone, about ...er late twenties, in a king-cab pickup truck. She was about 5 and a half feet, maybe a bit shorter, with dark blonde hair. She wore a tan skirt and a man's shirt with loafers on her feet. The thing that really drew Carl's attention was the brisk, self-confident way she jumped down and walked into the store. "Oh yeah, baby," he thought, "I'll take. After my breathing normalized, he cupped my head in his hands and kissed me on my forehead.He whispered, “This pussy is mine, and so is your body. I don’t like to share the things I own. Fix this thing straight in your head.”Hearing this, all I could do was to kiss my man. I plunged my tongue into his mouth, pulling him gently so that he could feast on my soft and panting lips. Rohit growled in my throat deep.I was adjusting my dripping wet pussy on his treasure. His hard dick. It was bursting. She must have hadthis custom made!Me: I love it. Absolutely hilarious. He really is our little pet now.Christina: I know right? But let's hear what he thinks of it all. Ithink I've had enough pussy worship for one day.With that, she unwrapped her legs and pushed his masked face back. Hefell backwards and knelt on the ground on his hind legs. His ass waspressed firmly against the carpet, forcing his butt plug in deeper.Me: Well, well, well. How do you like your new outfit, darling?Him:. I was glad I didn't have to drive him in today. The thought of seeing Javon was too intimidating. I got in the shower, my mind still wandering all over the place. The hot water calmed me some, but I still felt dirty, used, unloved and undeserving of anything good. I was just desperately hoping my marriage and family would survive my sins.Jack met me with a big fluffy towel as I got out of the shower. He pulled me close and started drying me off. I couldn't keep from crying again, but I got.