She flicked the key fob and the interior light of the car popped on. It unlocked with no alarm set. This was like taking candy from a baby. I glanced ...o my right and saw no change in the dimly lit walkway of the staircase, all three floors, void of anyone. Then I heard that signature exhaust throttle up. Damn, she had it floored when she cranked the key over. I took my foot off the brake and goosed my gas pedal, to get myself out of her way. Sandra was going places and I needed to clear out,. ” “Is it a lot?” “It’s always more than I can swallow,” she says. “I try, but it runs down my chin and drips onto my chest. The thought of that usually makes me come again.” “That’s very exciting,” he breathes. “That’s very exciting.” “Can I have it?” she said. “Yes,” he said, “you need to suck my cock now and eat my cum. I want to shoot my load in your mouth.” She yanked down his boxers and slid her lips over the length of his erect shaft. He put a hand at the back of her head lightly as she. It frightens me. It reminds of a movie I saw not long ago. Dawn of the Dead. In this movie, a virus started turning people into violent zombie-like killers and very few normal humans remained to face them. I feel like everywhere around me, men and women are becoming monsters. The cops only stop violent men. They let violent women walk away with a slap on the wrist. It is frightening how much some women will get away with by playing victim. The man is not always the bad guy. Sometimes, the man. He counted to ten, and then cautiously approached the window, once again parting the curtains."Fuck!" he exclaimed once again. "Fuck!"It was obvious that she was in a rather amorous mood. Though whatever had set her off was curious, he was just happy to be seeing the cause and affect from it. Once again she was lying down, but now she'd pulled aside her bikini bottoms. It was obvious what she was doing, even without the binoculars as Nick brought them once again back up to his face. She had.