Fuck! I yelled as I saw the flat tires of my car.Muttering all the cuss words I knew, I reached the gatekeeper and asked him to get my car repaired...and get it parked at my spot while I took an Uber to reach the nearby metro. It had been more than a year since I have travelled on the metro, so I was a little bit anxious. Seeing a traffic jam, I climbed down at the crossing itself and while I was fiddling within my purse to find the change, I could sense the penetrating eyes of the driver. I said, “Morgan, the police are at your house. Take it easy and be calm. Let them do their job. Calmly find out what’s going on.”She nodded. We pulled up behind a police car and got out slowly. Hand in hand, we walked toward the house where the activity, such as it was, was taking place. A policeman stopped us. Morgan said, “That’s my mother’s house. I was coming to check on her since she didn’t come to work today.”He looked at me. “Who are you?”“I’m her fiancé. We’ve been concerned all day. I'd fuck her hard and send her back to work with swollen pussy lips and full of my semen. She would also come over after work when everyone in the house was sleeping. I would leave a door pen for her and she would sneak in and wake me up. I slept on a sofa bed (maybe why I had back problems!) And we would try to be quiet!One time I'm particular, we were on the bed and were really getting into it. I was on top and was fuckin.g her harder and harder so much she was scooting up to the head of the. I was so embarrassed. "You don't talk to girls much do you" She asked. I only nodded my head in more embarrassment. "It's ok. I guess your the only friend I have now." She lowered her head and looked at the ground. "What uhh... What's your name?" I asked "Miranda." It's nice to meet you." I said awkwardly. "So Scott"she smiled" where are we headed?" To a camp ground site about 45 minutes away. But I can drive you to the nearest gas station if you need me to" Camping sounds good. Do you have a.