“Mmmm-mmm, Earl,” Claire sighed. “I wish you were my dog, we could fuck like this every day. Duke wouldn’t mind. He gets enough pussy.”Earl ...miled happily. He drooled on Claire’s shoulder.“Did you like that boy? Did you like fucking Claire’s tight, little pussy? I bet you feel better now, don’t you? Now that your big ‘ol doggy-balls are emptied. Huh boy?”Claire knew she was going to be late for work today. But, it was worth it. She breathed out a long sigh of contentment and began to hum a. I did so, informing my suppervisor and my boss that i would not be in monday. I also took the opportuninty to call her house and talked to the person that was watching her k**s, good thing for me it was the person who introduced us. I let her know that I was goiing to take her out of town for the weekend and would not be back till monday some time. I let her know that I would compensate her for the extra couple of days, and where to pick up the car we left at the returant.As I went back to my. I asked “Are we good then? I don’t want to push you if you need a minute.” He replied “No I’m good are you ready?” With out saying another word I walked over and sat at the foot of the bed. He knew I was ready because he started moving towards me and unzipped his green wind breaker. Now my mind was racing a mile a minute thinking that this was really happening! Next he started to unbuckle his belt and untuck his shirt from his jeans. He unbuttoned his jeans and his hands slowly moved down to. It was on the drivers seat, probably fallen out of his pocket. Not bothering to be selective I grabbed the case, dropping it in my packet.While pulling my head out of the window I noticed Sandy's clutch purse. It had fallen between the passenger seat and the console. I stretched in again to snag it. I wasn't sure what I was going to do with it, but I couldn't resist.I took the confiscated items back to the van to see what I had. The card case held a dozen cards for a George Johansen. He.