Now, I’m not going to say which one I was hanging out at when all this started, but it is my favorite and I sat there, nursing my second – and las... – beer. Miranda had walked out the day before and I wasn’t going to get drunk, I’d been that route before, several times, in fact. Bert, the bartender / manager, was a friend and I knew he’d cut me off in he had to. He’s been there for all my breakups, including my marriage 25 years ago. Bert also pointed me in the direction of the girls who might. Even before I opened the door, I knew who was behind it. I took a deep sigh and slowly opened it. "What happened?" Sonia asked as she walked in. "I am fine," I said as I walked into the kitchen. "It was my fault." "What was?" Sonia asked. I knew there was no point in arguing. If Sonia wanted information, I doubt anyone could stop her from getting it. "Fine," I said as I began to tell her everything. She looked back at me without judgment. "It's my fault," Sonia nodded. "I shouldn't have…" "No,". By the dash lights I could see his erection and he could see mine and we rubbed our bodies together again as I told him how much I missed him. "We better move, babe" I said. "I got us a motel room, hon" he said as he looked into my eyes. The thought excited me as we had never been to bed together but had made love every place but and as often as we could. He turned me on so. "is it far?" I asked. "No, darling, it's just around the corner" he told me as we turned around and drove off. My. He shoved his thick dick inside of her tight hole Nd began to rape her, his cock sliding in until his balls slapped her ass. Yanking her face away from his dick, the man in front shoved her into his accomplice, her back pressed into his chest as he violated her now soaking pussy with his dick. "how can this happen" she thought as the men violatec her, one balls deep inside of her while the other furiously jacked off while rubbing her clit. She was then shoved awzy from both of them, onto her.