I am thinking my ass is still feeling like this itchy stretched open hole.. but I am still as horny as the night before.. so stopping him does not eve... enter my mind .. in fact I find my self with my arms wrapped around him and my legs spread wide open... I can feel his huge dick poking my balls and ass area... still a little tender in some spots.. I stop our kiss long enough to remind him of the anal assault I had received the night before... laughingly he says he will take it easy on me ... I. ’ ‘Stash?’ ‘Where he’s keeping his evidence, all his photographs. The man is so sickly meticulous and careful. I’ve followed him, but he’s so paranoid, he sees me. I’ve put trackers on his car, but he discovers them before I learn anything useful. Obviously he’s checking. I’ve gone to the extreme of lifting floorboards and crawling through the attic, and using a metal detector in the yard. I managed to get a key to his office and I took that apart. Twice. I need to find that stash.’ ‘Do you. "Tell her you were jacking off and things got out of hand" I said cutely. "How about we go back inside and finish our drinks?" I suggested. "That ain't gonna happen, I gotta go get cleaned up somewhere before I go home" he said. "HEY.... I don't even know your name" I giggled. "It's Joe" he told me. "Well Joey I'm going in and finish my drink". "You think maybe I could see you again sometime?" he asked. "See me or suck me?" I giggled putting my arms around his neck and kissing him "or does. Don't gobble itup, savor it. At this point, all my energy was going into trying to both stand up andkeep from shitting at the same time. I don't know what flashed across mymind as I stood there against the edge of the chair, but whatever it wasdecided it was better to sit than strain and ...you get the picture. Already I didn't know how long I'd been holding myself off the edge of thechair, let alone how long it had been since Greg had first come home andcaught me, starting this latest.