" he likes my pussy he doesn't even care.He then places his hand on the middle of my back and says "Oh babe let me fuck you and you get to enjoy the r...st of the drive. I smile and he pushes me down and holds me there with my ass up and fucks me deep in my pussy. Word can't explain how this all felt. I felt so relaxed and enjoyed every inch of it.As he kept fucking me he says, 'Ok time to flip babe I want to look at you before I give you my cum. I smile and lay on my back and my legs spread wide. I stepped outside and introduced myself to the woman, and told her that both were welcome to use my place instead, if noise was a concern. The woman thanked me kindly, but said she could not impose on me like that. Then, we talked about her mother’s condition for a while. Finally, I told her that while my apartment does not have much to offer to entertain teenagers, I do have a large book collection, and some board games.The woman turned to her daughter and said: “What do you think, honey?. ‘Ryan, you just had a major fight with your dad. You’re upset, I thought you might want to keep it quiet tonight.’ ‘I’m okay.’ Ryan shrugged. ‘Not like it hasn’t happened before.’ ‘Then why are you strangling your bag?’ Ryan looked down and saw that she’d been twisting the strap of her bag in her hands to the point that her knuckles were white and her palms red. She cleared her throat. ‘It was just a rough day.’ ‘Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.’ He shook his head. ‘I’m not as clueless as I used to be. There. So I was painting.It was the middle of the night and the house was silent. The only sound was the scritching noise of my brush stirring up the paint on my palette and depositing it on the wooden door of my closet. I was up to that stage where you keep stepping back and looking at the whole painting, then stepping up and doing two little dabs to bring out the nose a bit more, then stepping away and looking again – and so on.It’s after midnight. That means there’s only one more day to go until.