He pulled her pants open and slipped his hand inside cupping her soaked pussy. "God your soaked s*s." He growled biting at her shoulder while his hand...slipped between her pussy lips and caressed her clit. "Ugh," Rebecca moaned throwing her head back. She could hear her mother whimpering on the tv and wanted to watch more so she looked back at the screen. What she saw made her even hotter than she was already. Her mother was on her hands and knees with Mike behind her drilling her hard and deep. " Can I?" Then he added "Please?" Sure," Karen said, rolling her eyes somewhat. He followed her to herdesk where she was working on her report. "Here. Count the lines onthis." She handed Tom a blank piece of lined paper.Tom quickly scanned it with his finger. Damn! Thirty-three. Just likehis. "Do you have any other paper?" Nothing any different than this," she replied. "I guess you better getmom to drive you to the store." Oh Jeez," he muttered, realizing it would take precious time to. " Lean against me and let's get to the shower."It was a long, slow shuffle. I felt like my legs would give out at any moment. I was exhausted by the time we got to the bathroom and I collapsed on the toilet. Lisa pulled the remains of my jeans off."I have to pee," I said as she pulled my shirt off. She lifted me enough to raise the lid and I sat back on the stool. I looked down. No catheter. No colostomy bag. I pissed. "Oh, god! That feels so good!" I started crying. Who would ever think that. She knew if he was her husband she would either be out here with him or he would be doing a different job. ‘Are you?’ ‘No, not even close in all my thirty six years. I’m like you, I had a goal early and spent all my time working hard to make it happen. This truck, it was my goal, and now I’m where I’ve always wanted to be.’ Yes, he was, she saw it in his face, heard it in his voice. But at the same time she heard something in his voice, a loneliness she had heard a lot in the last three years..