He stepped back, waved, then took the wheelchair back into the building.“They were nice to me,” she said, “but I’m damned glad to be out of th...re.”“That’s understandable,” he remarked as he pulled out. “How was the food in there anyhow?”Connie made a gagging sound. It was answer enough.“I’m surprised you brought my car,” she said, “I had visions of it still sitting at the mall.”“No, I got it the first night, I brought it today just to get the oil and other fluids circulating, and charge the. . Gosh, I wish..." Anita, marry me." What?" Marry me?" I knew that I was being rash; I was surprising myself because I had resolved that I would never marry again. Now I was fervently hoping that this woman would not reject my proposal.Anita slumped back into her chair, her elbows on the table and her hands in her hair, which covered her face. "Oh, what a mess I'm in."I sat across the table from her, and gently took her hands; she shook her head clearing the hair away from her face. "Darling, I. "Third and final hole, coming up. Shit. I guess there's no fighting it. Deep breath, now," she thought, and opened her mouth to let the final vine in. As it slid inside, she thought, "Oohhh, deep deep throating it. It feels like it's halfway to my stomach. That's it, all filled up. I really can't hold out for much longer. I feel it. It's going to be big! Holy fuck I'm cuuuuummmmiiiinnnngg!" The muffled scream escaped her lips, "Mmmmwwwwgggggppphhh!!" as her body thrashed."Oh, that sounded. I nodded. She planted her lips on mine. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth and touched my soft flesh unlike any man ever had. I kissed back. Our tongues probed and licked like newborn kittens discovering the milk bowl for the first time. Her hands slipped back to my ass. I followed her lead. We squeezed each other's asses and pressed our faces together harder."Ahem."It was Jake standing at the counter with a cappuccino in his hand."Would you like cream with that?" he asked.There was no.