The red light went on. The siren went off. The scoreboard above the rink lit up, and the few hundred masochists who paid to watch this farce (or got g...ven tickets by others less masochistically inclined) and remained in the Coliseum, gave some thin cheers. Zec was glad to breathe. The goal didn’t matter. The Islanders would lose their eleventh straight home game, and thirteenth over-all. And goals weren’t Zec’s job. Zec was an enforcer. His job was to instigate fights, incur penalties, take. Her blouse was buttoned now, and tucked back into her leather skirt. She looked worried."How did it go?" she asked."Take a guess," I responded."I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?" she asked."Can you give me a ride home?" She told me she could. Her car was parked on the street, and we walked over to it. She had opted not to tell her date she was leaving.We got in the passenger seat and I covered my face with my hands "I can't fucking believe this," I muttered.Karen put a hand on my shoulder.. Good.. mmm." I started pounding her. My cock was soon covered with her cream. I pounded her for 30 mins and she must have told me she came 4-5 times. She was too exhausted now. I didnt wanted to pushed her more so i pounded her fast pulled my cock out sprayed my cum all over her body. She was completely done, and could move anymore. I picked her up and put a blanket over her. I laid there for a while, she was fast asleep. I couldnt sleep so i decided to go out and have something to drink. I. Further I announced that all employees of the airfield would still have a job. Little did I know but that meant only one person, Charles (Chuck), who was an A&E Mechanic. Since there was not a lot of work for him at the airport I had him doing maintenance on all of our cars.While I was filing the papers concerning the airfield I looked at the survey of the property. I was surprised to note that the border of the property abutted a parcel owned by none other than Greg Thomas. Hey, that's me. So.