He made me cum two more times before he shot his load into my womanhood. By this time, the driver had another hard on, and he took over again. They ...ulled me back into the middle of the car seat again, and he knelt between my legs and started slamming his cock into me, making me grunt with each new stroke. He didn't cum so fast this time, and it felt like he fucked me steadily for an hour, but I wasn't complaining. Meanwhile, the big cock guy, Blaine, was hard again too, and so the boys. I was somewhat at a loss to state my position either pro or con because I was under the impression she didn't like to discuss such matters.After a bit of beating around the bush, she admitted to me that despite her mature years and the fact of a happy marriage with a husband she loved and children she adored, she had taken a lover because in her words,"The magic wasn't there any longer in the bedroom."I wasn't certain if I should express my sympathy or encourage her to do what made her happy. I. . ?It might as well have been the twins speaking to me in Gaeilge, for what I understood of this absurd pronouncement.“What are you talking about?” I gasped.“She has a small business, harvesting and selling seaweed. I’ll be working for her.”A business, selling sea—What the hell is going on?“What ... What about s–school? How is ... Are you serious?” I stammered, my brain completely malfunctioning in the face of the absolute absurdity of this information.“I’m not going back, not for now. One for all, all for one, no man left behind, blah blah. No thanks. The vamps wore their mafia motif on their sleeves; though, he’d yet to talk to a Carthian, so maybe they were different.The vamps, the Invictus, were also writing his cheques. That meant they owned his new life. It also meant they owned his dad’s life. If he did something to piss them off, that’d be the end of that. And it wasn’t like he could just ignore everything Avery had to say; christ, he ran into some fucking random.