I was crawling around for who knows how long breaking bolts loose and fighting with the jack when I felt something poke at my butt. I turn and he's sn...ffing my butt and wagging that tail. He grabbed me around my waist and stated humping my hip. I said "Go lay down,Bacon" and he made a grumbling noise and did. I few more busted knuckles and I had my parts and headed up to pay. I never gave it any thought while I worked on my car until dark. As I was sitting there that evening it came creeping. I want you to think about it.” Brad walked away as Jill stood their watching his ass from the bar. She knew the bastard was right as her pussy now had become extremely wet. She sat at the bar and thought about what Brad had wanted from her while she sipped on her second glass of wine. The next hour was misery for Jill. Her pussy was very wet and she couldn’t but help check out Brad every time he had walked by the bar. She hadn’t had sex in two years, and she now wanted to remember what it had. I began to get hard again. Sarah broke from her kiss and looked between my legs at what must have been a thrilling view. Brandon wasted no time in fucking me. I was taking it well at this point. Much to my surprise, it felt amazing now. The hurt was gone, and all I could feel was a strong tingle throughout my body. I didn't realize I was rock hard again until Sarah climbed on top of me and put me inside her. She didn't move much, as there wasn't room enough to do so, but what little she did. Hmm. It was like a real life version of Mystery Date. It wasn’t Kevin, he was under DO NOT ANSWER in my phone. It wasn’t Chase either, I burned that bridge and spit on its ashes. My deductions stopped there, and I’d been standing at the door thinking for too long. My Chinese was getting cold. To combat the sweats, I pulled my hair up in a high and tight perky ponytail, putting to ruins the hours of ironing and hairspray I’d given it this morning for my interview. The tail brushed lightly.