The next day I had a bad time. The wife was angry with me for wasting my money on drink, not like she'd not like as not have wasted it on some pointle...s frill for the girls. Like who did she think we were, bloody toffs? So when I'd had my supper, and she went into a bed colder than a witch's tit, I remembered Charles would be at the pub, talking everyone's ear about union strength and all that tosh. To be honest, I didn't know that I believed in that stuff. Sounded too good to be true and. She and a couple of her administrators found the two trucks in Washington and the two trailers like the ones destroyed in Delaware. The drivers were carried to Washington to pick them up and then they were driving to pick up the trailers.The decal shop we used was making up new decals to put on the trucks. Federal law and the dot inspectors looked for the identifying name and numbers on road side inspections.Soon all trucks would have electronic driver logs, weights, inspection, insurance and. He reminds me of one of those fucking gay-ass male ballerinas. Fucking pansy ass. This is gonna be easier than I thought. I just have to be careful he doesn’t slap me or scratch at my eyes like a fucking whore.”He rolled his shoulders and gave an evil, little chuckle. “Hell, I don’t bend that way but I might just fuck his little ass with my massive cock – just give him a little thrill before I fuck him up.”Dunning and Robicheaux just looked at each other, eyebrows raised. The man on the. When she came she made a loud sound, one final push. I dropped my pants. She was too in the afterglow of her pleasure to know what was coming next. My cock easily sank into her cunt. She was unbelievably wet, flooded in her own wetness. I put my hands on her shoulders and guided her pussy even harder into my dick. I pushed her head down into the blanket so I could fuck higher up. Then I grabbed her hair and pulled back. This made her pull back as well. “Fuck me,” I said. She is now bouncing.