The night wore on and unfolded in the typical fashion: flirting, drinking, karaoke, more drinking, even a trip outside to her best friend Bradley's ca... to smoke a joint. By the time two AM rolled around and she stumbled outside with the rest of the crowd, her head was spinning. She said goodnight to her friends and decided to take a walk to sober up a bit before attempting the drive home.She noticed him this time, leaning against the wall next to her car. He was tall, with dark eyes that sent. All she knew was the intense pressure of his body entering into hers. Before long, he was calling out her name and she could feel that he was close to being finished, “Fill me with your seed!” she heard herself yell. “What was that my slut?” he answered. “Fill me with your fuck seed,” she gasped just as he shot his white hot sperm straight into her womb. This didn’t stop him from continuing his thrusting, and Rory continued to feel his warmth enter her as the fucking continued. Once he was. She cringed when she felt the hot head of his cock as it made contact with her inner thigh. The man leaned his weight on to her back pushing down savagely, slamming the air from her body, holding her still with his weight, pressing the breath from her as he slid his cock into her, a long strong push that did not stop until he was buried to the hilt in the warm soft center of the shivering girlShe was dry; he felt the resistance as he had pushed in to her. That was cool though, he liked it when. So do whatever you want to do and leave me alone. I have too much on my mind right now to bother with you.”I pinched the bridge of my nose and turned my attention to the call I needed to make to Mickey and Bev Larimer in Golden, Colorado. Apparently Lynwood still had more to say.“I can’t believe you screwed around on such a wonderful woman,” he said.I no longer had the “catlike reflexes” that Liz liked to joke about. But I could still move pretty quickly when I wanted to. The chef learned that.