A man’s instinct is to fuck, and his was no exception. She’d won.He slid home, both of them standing against the wall. His thrusts were deep and...long. She could feel every vein, every ripple of his straining manhood. The head of his cock was hitting the top of her pussy inside, making her rotate her hips with each penetration, like a woman trying to savor the sweet sensation of being dominated. She knew her place, and it was under this man. She belonged to his cock. She bit her lip, her. She said nothing, just sniffed a few times and stayed quiet. My insides churned as I desperately tried to think of what to do.“Just go,” she finally whispered.I was stunned at her command. “Go? Why? What did I do?”“Nothing. I just need to be alone right now.”I stood stone still for a long while, watching her shoulders move up and down. I was deeply afraid; my image of Heather had always included confidence and strength, and yet here she was reduced to tears and sending me away. And for. ”“You got it Bro! Now, spread your legs and put your elbows out to the side with your head down, like you went to sleep reading.”“RACHEL! Don’t pull my cock back like that and suck on it ... We can’t send her a pic like this!”“C’mon Guy. I was primed and ready for some pussy from the J-Team, and they had to cancel. I’m horny and I want to send a pic of you to Ms. Naomi. I’ll tell her to please keep this one hidden, or you’ll kill me.”“She knows I’d never kill you. But she may read in the paper. “Oh I am sorry.” John said.“He was lost at sea in the triangle over a decade ago.” She said looking of into the past.“Oh my.” He said just looking at her. She seemed to be lost.“Well do you want me to carry this out to the car for you.” He said with a smile.“No…” She said with a sigh.“I buried my husband a long time ago. He was out on the boat with his lover when he vanished.” She said taking another deep sigh.“All that suit case would do was drag up old memories I don’t want. Please just sell.