Personally, I don’t care much – or rather, I didn’t until that day. It started off normal. I got up, showered and dressed, had breakfast courtes... of my caring neighbors. And then… All Hell broke loose.One explosion can do so much. A single explosion can take down an entire building, kill 3 and a half dozen people, send many more screaming in terror… And bring three warring factions out of hiding.Upon hearing the deafening bang from my living room, if you could call it that, I ran. I ran out the. Just the head." Her pretty grey eyes stared at me, innocent and a little frightened. She trusted me, but I think she was still afraid I might hurt her. "Pretend it's the guy from the video video. I just finished fucking you and he's here to finish you off." "But you didn't finish fucking me. I want you," she pouted back at me. With that, without replying, I pushed the very tip of the head into her pussy. She instantly threw her head back, clenched her fists, and almost arched her back off the. .I need it inside me”“Hold on Hold on”“Ple-” I spank her hard cutting her off“I said you will wait”“Yes sir.” She presents her butt to me in the air as if to make me go faster and put it in.I sit there and enjoy the view for a few seconds and then without warning i grab the leash and collar from under the bed and put it on her. I grasp hold of the collar getting a proper angle from behind her and then I thrust in suddenly.“YESSSsss” she respondsI don't slow down. I continuously pound into her. Nor was I going to today, I resolved, hearing Bud and Harley laughing in my head at the thought."So, do us Santa Rosans root for the Giants?" I asked, nodding at the game. The San Francisco Giants were playing the Cincinnati Reds at Candlestick Park – excuse me AT&T Park, as the TV broadcast reminded me."We do," most of us," Ken told me. "A lot of Santa Rosans are from someplace else, so they also root for the home team of wherever they're from, but for the most part we're Giants fans. Not.