By the end of work I was as wet as the night before and was hoping Brent would text me when he woke up. About an hour after I got home my phone buzzed... I rushed to grab it, YES it was Brent! “How’s my slut doing?” was his message. “Good I guess” I replied. I was wet and hornier than hell but wasn’t going to tell him that. “How was work? Did you think about last night at all?” Brent questioned. “work was good, really hard to concentrate at time tho when I was thinking about last night” I said.. ’ ‘Yeah, but that doesn’t mean that I automatically thought I was going to get some. I don’t know about you but I was knackered. I only popped through to make sure you were OK.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Of course, I might be a testosterone driven bloke but I’m not an insensitive shit, well not too much anyway. Besides I didn’t buy this house with you justso we could shag all of the time.’ ‘Oh,’ she said sipping her tea, ‘Shame that.’ She drained her cup, ‘First thing on my mind when I bought in.’ ‘You dirty. She leaned forward and attempted to kiss mewetly on the mouth, telling me that she had been anaughty girl and let someone feel her up at night club.“Oh have you now?” I laughed “anyone we know?” I asked.She shook her head and sighed as she recalled memoriesof the brief encounter.“He was large and black!” she whispered “he was allover me and he had his hand in my bra feeling me uplike he owned me!”Well she was dressed like she was asking for it.. I was getting nervous riding naked in a vehicle and I started thinking what did I get myself into. He told me before we started I couldn't back out. I was naked and vulnerable and there really was no way out but on the other hand I was having a good time getting fucked by Clark's big cock. I was also curious what he had planned. We drove for at least 2 hours into a town I have never been to before. He pulled down an alleyway behind a large building. He then ordered me to get out of the car. I.