Tall, Carl wasn’t a small man. But he was no match for Dazhawn. Dazhawn easily blocked the wild punch and then rocked him with his own right. Carl w...s stunned. Dazhawn then began a series of lefts and rights on Carl’s face and Carl eventually collapsed. Once on the ground, Dazhawn started kicking Carl repeatedly as hard as he could. Carl started crying like a little girl. “Please stop, please stop” he sobbed begging.Tricia got up and put a hand on Dazhawn and said, “Please stop, I think that. I think he will know that I mean himAt the rest areaIt was warm and the air conditioning in the car was broken. After 5 hours driving it was time to take a little break. So he headed for the next rest area. Because of the weather he only wore short shorts and T-shirt. He did without underwear, because he liked the feeling of the trousers rubbing against his best piece. After he went to the toilet, where it was not very clean, he decided to sit on a bench in the shade. For this he had to walk a. I was willing to do anything this boy asked of me. I grabbed his cheeks with both hands and spread them, then pushed my pointed, stiff, probing tongue right into him. He stopped rutting for a moment or two, enjoying the rim job while my wife’s juicy pussy tried to squeezed his dick.“Your cockold husband is eating my ass,” he told my wife, “He’s got his tongue right up my ass hole!” he said, loud enough for me and everyone in the house to hear.She just moaned, “Oh yeah, fuck, baby. You do it.. In many ways your problem has helped me out of a bummer of a week.’ The look of pain on her face was heart rending. I don’t think I have seen a look that sad, except on some mornings when I look in the mirror. ‘I know how you feel, Carol. I’m alone too. You can see that this house, at one time, held a family. Since my wife’s death and my daughter’s departure to the West coast I have had nobody around either. My daughter irrationally blames me for my wife’s death. She won’t speak to me anymore..