If he left her, if he gave up on her, she would go back to boozing. All the happiness she had exuded in the last weeks and months would be drowned in ...odka. Then, one day, word would come back to Clearwater that she had overdosed or driven over a cliff, much like Corning's wife. He swallowed hard with that image before his eyes.Another image came to his help: Kylie, almost naked from the waist up, shivering in the cold and yet fighting for his life with all she had. He almost smiled. There was. ’ Sammi bounded down the stairs and was already taking her seat at the table as I reached the bottom. I could hear her talking to the guests at the table. I saw him first before I looked over at Sammi and Mr. Mouth-watering, it took a moment to realise he was sitting at our dining table and I had to remind myself to breath. This had to be a mistake or maybe I had finally lost the plot, I tried to get Sammie’s attention but she was too busy laughing at whatever Mr. Mouth-watering had just said.. Won't hold out much longer! he is certain but intensifies his thrusts while a bead of sweat runs down his forehead."Faster! Faster!" the dark-haired shouts, throwing her head back."Make me cum!" she whines, "Make me cum!" Ooh yes, yes! AAAHH!" the unknown woman shouts and suddenly sinks down, pressing her pelvis tightly down on him."Damn! Fuck me!" he wails before her hot vagina tightens around his cock intensely.Her strong muscles contract, massage his hard shaft and make him come in no time.. Uncle Mike was looking at her tanned thigh exposed from her short skirt as she’d stepped up. “Oh, this old thing? Well, it does a job!” He walked round to the driver’s side and climbed in. They began the drive back through the Cotswold countryside. “Have you been away on holiday, Sarah?” Asked Uncle Mike, looking again at the alluring tan on her shapely legs. Sarah looked down.“No, just been doing a bit of sunbathing between classes when I can – see?” Feeling slightly flirtatious, Sarah decided.