At first I insisted on a pillow, but after a while, she insisted on not having a pillow. Right on my cock. This happened almost daily, so I got used t... it. One morning, I had late college classes, I went upstairs to take a shower. I was naked, and everyone else was working by now, so I leisurely took my shower with the door open. When I was finished, I saw a figure out of my eye going towards Lak's master bedroom. I called out, but heard nothing, so I thought I saw nothing. I was towelling my. I relaxed my legs slightly keeping them high around my neck, pulled him close to me, kissing him to keep myself quiet, occasionally moaning into his mouth. He fucked hard and fast, as he wanted, using my pussy, letting the friction massage his cock. He orgasmed quickly , biting my bottom lip and burying his cock in me to the hilt. He slid out and remarked that he wouldnt be able to tell the boys how he had got carpet burns on his knees. I laughed, pulling my skirt down, waiting for my friend. He opened his eyes and realized he was sitting in his recliner in front of the TV, and that it was nearly dark. The knocking continued. ‘Greg? Are you home?’ a feminine voice called. Greg recognized Fran Martin’s voice. He got out of the chair, made sure his bathrobe was belted securely around him, and went to the door. Fran looked at Greg, who was wearing his bathrobe, and felt herself blushing. ‘Uh…look, I’m sorry, Greg. I…I didn’t want to…to bother you. I, ah, I can come back some other. Suddenly I noticed a glint in my rear view mirror, vehicles behind us. The road was empty besides us, and we hadn’t passed any settlements or towns, where had they come from? Panic rose in my belly, and Vi, sensing my distress, uncoiled and slithered to the front, poking her head into the cab and out of the passenger window to look back, her flexible hood blowing with the wind.“Are they ADVENT?”She looked at me, her expression was neutral.“You don’t know?”The vehicles were gaining, and we were.