"Tell me," he said, putting down his glass and leaning against the armof his chair, "why someone as pretty as you is all alone in a big houseover the ...illennium?"I blushed and looked away. This was getting out of hand. He wasobviously interested in me and although I was interested in him I couldsee a very short, one sided fist fight occurring if I wasn't careful."I like being on my own," I said. "Me too." He picked up his wine and drained it, reaching for the bottle."I've spent the last five. I shook back to reality and noticed the cars ahead of me were almost gone. I put my foot to the ground and sped down the highway. My excitement had turned back into anxiety. I had met this guy a lot before, the first time at the same hotel I was driving to now, the rest at an old coffee shop in the city. Every time I met the guy I thought it would turn into a sexually charged evening, and sometimes it kinda did. I mean, a couple of time we made out, and I one even sucked his cock in his car. She was on the verge of climax when Jason picked her up and layed her on the table. Izzy was twitching and shaking. "Finish me off big boy," she stuttered. "You don't fight much for a slave." Jason stood above her. "What can I say?" she asked. "I guess I'm just a cock slut. So get your fat prick over here and fuck me like the man you are. Jason style over her trembling named body and slammed himself into her. He kept pounding, making her beg for more. "I want you balls deep inside of me. I want. She reached across herself and pulled one knee up towards her chest and with her other hand pulled her own panties aside, the air escaping her pussy as she did so. I then, more gently than before, entered her. The d**gs were wearing off and I was able to feel the spasms and grips of her orgasms while I sawed away in and out of her, her tits bouncing in the rhythm of each pump. I was savoring the sweet squishy noises of good sex. Mom-in-law and Becky were locked in a gaze, some type of dirty.