A couple of times he reached between my legs to pick a lug nut off the ground.I could not help but notice how the back of his hand would brush the fro...t of the tightly stretched satin material of my shorts. I know he would also feel the damp spot which mysteriously kept growing larger. I also could not help but notice his cock growing in his shorts. Often the tip peeking out below the edge of his shorts.It was very obvious the effect this situation was having on the both of us. The tight satin. It wasn't a matter of the lost possessions, those could be replaced, but the memories.Memories."That son of a bitch!" Ral, what is it?" Yvonne asked."He knew. Somehow he knew I had grown up here. He knew that I had been raised as I had been. The bastard knew I was here all along." Maybe he got the memories from you? When you get memories, they include the emotions attached." Chloe suggested."No, he knew about something else too. He said that my family had hurt others too, but not who. Nothing. I am still damp there. I smell of sex and sweat. I want so badly to call Amber to see what happened to her. I drag myself to the shower. I pull off the leotard and tights. The cat walks past the door brushing against doorframe. I take a quick shower but still make sure all the unwanted hair is off my body. I come out of the bathroom and once again I find clothes on the bed. It's a blue scoop neck dress with brown pantyhose. There is a pair of blue stiletto pumps on the floor. I rush in my towel. Then i led him into the other room where he continued to lick my pussy making me cum over and over, when he stood back up he had already taken his tousers off and was standing there in just a t-shirt, as I looked down i got the shock of my life, I thought my hubby was big, he's 8" but this, OMG!!!! This had to be at least 11" long and as thick as a Lynx deoderant can!!! He put a condom on, and with me on my back, he gently slid his huge black cock into my soaking wet but tight pussy, slowly.