Even if Effy couldn't get the same job back, at the same pay, it was better than using his degree in viticulture from Cal State (Fresno) to change tir...s, mostly with the work-release and ex-cons that Sonoma County seemed to hire the faceless people – blue collar workers – for. Effy was completely sick of scraping by. He was tired of living with people he, and more importantly, his girlfriend, didn't like.So he'd asked for the day off, and had driven all the way out to Marin, over the mountain. But I don’t dislike it.” I lifted up my body, so that I was kneeling behind Helen’s ass, whereas I had been sitting behind her before. I continued to slide my two fingers, in and out of her hole, and with my other hand I managed to open the top of the lube bottle again, and I squeezed some more onto her anus, making my fingers slide in more easily. I also squirted some onto my cock, which had been rock hard since we had started on her bed. I pulled out my fingers and touched the head of my cock. If it wasn't for this urgent need to piss I would have stayed asleep till noon. Stephen was insatiable. That guy shot big load after big load. He unleashed his cum all over me. In my mouth, in my face, in my ass, on my back, all over my cock and balls. I'd swallowed so much cum. I could still taste cum in my mouth. When I got up the bed sheets were stuck to the dried cum on my ass and back. I was a fuckin' mess. When I got to the bathroom I stared in the mirror and couldn't beleive. ”“That’s all right, darling.” Her voice returned to its business-like tone. “Enough bullshit – the past is past. I have to go to work now. I’ll be home about eight.”She scurried off to the bedroom, showered, put on her dark blue business suit and grabbed her purse, phone and car keys.“Bye, baby.” Will waved. “I’ll see you tonight. I’ll make dinner and get a nice bottle of wine and, if you like, we won’t even talk about birthdays. See ya, babe.”“Yeah, yeah, whatever!”Beatrice turned on her heels.