’ ‘Oh Gracie…’ He said tenderly. He walked to her and enveloped her in a hug. ‘I’m sorry milaya.’ He rubbed her back the way he always ...id when he was trying to comfort her. Is that what husbands did? ‘Do you want some tea?’ Nicholas thought that tea made everything better. Every time she had a problem he would ask if she wanted tea. ‘Okay.’ She sat at the kitchen table as he made the tea. It was probably just the ritual of it, the physical action of making tea that he liked. It gave him. Since we were now on our way home it dawned on me that nailing Brandy was just going to have to be a fantasy of mine to file away somewhere.I needed some coffee and to use the can so we pulled into the first rest area on the freeway. Brandy walked in front of me again, and if it wasnt just wishful thinking, had more of a wiggle to her suductive walk. When I exited ther restroom she again was in front, but I stumbled on the sidewalk, more from watching her ass then where I was walking. Thinking. I felt I couldn't explain why it had been OK to drink wine in the restaurant but not OK to have Champagne now. In the end I agreed to join you in your toast and had a little Champagne."As soon as it hit my stomach, I started to feel unwell. I had nightmares; horrible visions passed in front of my eyes. I don't remember everything I said or did, maybe I don't really want to know. But I remember that one half of me wanted to leave immediately and the other half said, 'If you do that, nobody will. Do you want me to come inside you or...?”“Out,” I answered.He pulled out. Still with his hands clutching my hair, I felt the warm squirts of his semen as he came over my lower back and ass as my orgasm came to an end. With one more grunt from behind, I felt his grip tighten and as he did, I then heard the bag rip from behind.I fell back laughing and was so content I could have purred with pleasure. Eric removed the remainder of the torn bag from my head and kissed me.“That my love, was fucking.