A second hand ripped Brentt's jeans off in one swift movement. One final movement, and Sarachan was buried deep inside Brentt, motionless again. Bark ...plintered under Brentt's fingers. Copper blossomed in his mouth as his teeth broke the skin of his lip. His shoulderblades stood out from his back, tendons making hard ropes under his skin. For the first time, Brentt heard Sarachan breathe. "Brennnntt..." Sarachan hissed, as he began to move his hips, driving himself deeper. Brentt found himself. She was quiet for several minutes, glancing from her hands to the table to the walls, but never at him. ‘It’s all gone, Jake.’ All pretenses gone, she took a deep drink of wine. ‘What do you mean, ‘all gone?’ What’s gone?’ ‘The money.’ Chelsea sat back and crossed her arms over her chest. ‘My family’s broke, Jake. Dad’s company went under, then Mom and Dad put all their money in some ridiculous scheme and now everything’s gone.’ ‘I’m sorry.’ He was puzzled. ‘But what does that have to do with. Want to walk a bit ? Sure He leads away towards the wooded area I follow walking at his side Suddenly he stops This looks good He steps towards me reaches out and feels the bulge that is my cock I let out a sigh of pleasure You like that ? Yes is all I can say With quick and skilled hands he unbuckles me and pushes my jeand down again his hand touched the bulge of my cock Can I have a look ?I nod With a swift movement he exposes me my cock rises towards his hand and he takes hold of me gently. ’ Noticing the tear running down her cheek, ‘Okay, but someone probably has taken care of it. The person who hit it surely…’ ‘No, there was no one around. And I don’t care if you don’t do anything, I’m going back,’ she screamed, turning and heading to the car. ‘Okay, okay, wait a second,’ I said to her. ‘Look, Rick grab some towels and some water,’ I said loudly to my son, then turned to my wife, ‘Why don’t you stay here and look after the bags? Ask around and see if there’s a vet around. Call.