I have something I think you’d like to see. Can you pull over there so we could talk?” He raised the video camera up to the window, and Sara knew ...xactly what he wanted her to see. He pointed to the lot beside the building, and turned, heading that way.Fear overcame her as she watched the tall trucker walk around to the corner of the restaurant. “Should I drive off? Call the cops? What would I say?” “Hi, a man who filmed me having an orgasm in the middle of 95 wants to talk to me?” There was. " She began sucking me and despite my headache managed to get it hard. She then straddled me and positioned her vagina on my knob."Here it goes," she laughed and bore down. I could feel something blocking and stretching. She groaned and then cried out with pain as her hymen tore as my knob slipped inside. My cock was covered with blood and she got up and ran into the bathroom, holding her crotch with one hand. I ran in after her scared out of my wits. She was sitting on the toilet holding a wad. I’m not interested in any stupid rationalizations you come up with. What’s done is done, what more is there to say?”“That’s it? You’re a really a cold hateful bastard, aren’t you?”“No, not really,” he stopped to think for a moment. “Hateful, I don’t think so. The thing is, I don’t hate you, I hate what you did. But, you were just being you, perhaps you couldn’t help it. Joanie gets what Joanie wants; that’s always been the way. I just don’t understand, if you wanted out of the marriage, why. Udit argued that understanding the basics would make him even more powerful. A red faced BB interrupted the conversation when he sat at the table with them."Martha, em, I have a, ah, a question to ask you," BB stammered. At her curious nod he continued. "Sheila wants to, em, stay at the ranch this week instead of going back to the valley," he concluded hurriedly."Well," Martha said slowly. She had to hide her grin. "That wasn't a question young man. It was a statement of what your fiancé wants..