Lopez had not known her name, but he did recognize a description of her, and he told me who had bought her from him about 10 days ago. She was worth s... much more as a virgin than not, that there was a chance that she had not been raped if she was not yet delivered to her first brothel. Therefore, speed was of the essence!Mary Sue was headed for a brothel in a medium sized town about 50 miles east of the Rio Grande. Considering that she was traveling in a wagon with some other girls, I stood a. We fucked like crazy…The next day we went again to the car sales room.Ana was wearing a tight top with no bra and the same loose skirt, but no thong at all.When we got to his desk, we quickly got a good agreement for the final prize of the diesel car for my sweet wife. He handed us the keys. Anita stood up, saying there was a few things she still needed to know in the car. Ron could show her.We all got into the car again. I got in the driver’s seat; my sexy wife and Ron got in the back. I drove. "I don't know. I need to teach him a lesson." "Why don't you just break up with him," Jerry wondered. "Oh I'm going to break up with him alright. But before I do...I'm going to get him back. This is the third time I've caught him." "What you need is the gay maker," Frank said. "Dude...that's pretty rash," Jerry said. "This guy is fucking it up for the rest. He's pissing off all the women and giving guys a bad name. Besides, this is my sister man. I can't let that son of a bitch fuck around on. I’d obviously had way more to drink the night before than I’d realized. Shading my eyes and groping my way around the couch, I returned to the scene of the crime, hunting around the coffee table and in front of the door wall for my things. Problem was, they were nowhere to be found. I stood there for a moment, lost in foggy thought, trying to recall. Had I gotten up in the middle of the night to get my clothes? I didn’t think so, but I was pretty hung over. I couldn’t be sure. Maybe— ‘Are you.