He had fucked her so hard that his pelvis felt bruised afterwards. He tried to apologise for being a bit rough, but she just cried and told him to get...out. Joy wouldn’t let him explain that his harsh treatment was her fault for making him mad.He found her spare key and a week later let himself back into her apartment. Again, she tried to fight him, and he had fucked her until she submitted to him. He had stayed at the apartment for the weekend and had screwed her as often, as he could get it. The moonlight gleamed off her alabaster face. She shook her long black hair out and took a deep breath. Her dark eyes focused on the building ahead. Nothing moved. Only an eerie light filtered out through the dirty windows. A small yellow-white plume of smoke curled out from the chimney. Crickets chirped in the background, filling the night with their song.As her breathing returned to normal, she reached under her black leather skirt and eased her pistol out of its holster strapped around her. But after three months, they could not send us the manuscript, nor a single image to start with. They claimed they were 'negotiating' about a distribution contract. We had very politely reminded them multiple times about breaking the contract. Then we took them to court. The slimeball was out of business, and once he was down there were others who also accused him of breaking his promises. There was something else, too. Some of those people were underaged females. It seemed that his next. I decided that I needed a drink and poured me a scotch on the rocks. I downed it very quickly and poured another. I was very nervous, yet I wanted to know about this MILF Club.I was begining to think that Chad was standing me up, I was rubbing my pussy while I sat on the couch waiting for him to show up when I heard the door bell ring. I walked to the door and let Chad in. I asked if he would like something to drink and he said a beer. As I walked to the refrigerator I put a little extra swing.