He'll under-" Alex. Shut up."We drive in silence to my house. He stops in the driveway, out of sight of the house. "Ok." What?" Ok. You can do this." ...eally?" There's a catch. There has to be a catch. "Rules? Yeah, ok." I focus - if there are rules, I wanna get this right, "Yes, Sir, what are the rules?"He smiles that thin smile he gets when he's about ta do something that I'm gonna remember for a month. "You're taking him on a date." What?" Yeah. I mean, you don't have to look like it's a date. How are you tonight?" she said."I'm well," he said. "You might not remember, but we had a dinner reservations at Le Salon Rouge." Did we? I'm sorry. Could you help me-?" she began."Already taken care of," he said, revealing her outfit before her. "You're so sweet," she gasped. "Give me a few minutes to get dressed."He did, smirking as he stood there in the hallway. He flashed his phone out and took a quick peek at his handiwork from earlier. His cock jerked up, and if not for some self-control,. I started to use my nails on her big ass. I slapped her ass hard a few times before I grabbed her hands. I placed them on her lower back, just above her ass. I then started to ride her very fast. I was close to cumming. I pulled my cock all the way out. There was a big loud popping sound. I then pushed it all the way back in. I let go of her hands. She screamed into her pillows as I shot a big load deep in her. I could feel my cum pour put onto the sheets. She was dripping as I pulled my semi. It became my life’s work to tell the stories of the people who would never be heard, real people who never believed themselves important enough until I pointed my camera at them and asked them to tell me their stories. The stepsiblings who fell in love, the college kid who was kidnapped by an old girlfriend, the skinny drunk who accidentally slept with his overweight fifty-year-old neighbor, they all became my life. I thought my work on those stories would bring joy and meaning to my life, and.