At this point I scanned the car for clues, was she a cop, maybe even a killer. Instead I saw them a pair of red panties on the seat next to her. She w...tched me stare at them and when I looked up she parted her legs pushing a knee against the car door. Although I couldn’t see beyond her pencil skirt I knew there was nothing underneath. I opened the door and sat down. She drove and we exchanged only a few words. When we reached her house I was more nervous than excited. Who was in the building,. She lightly puts her hands on my waist. Not quite a hug.I guide her to the bed and lay her on her back. When I’m next to her I caress her tummy with one hand and kiss the nape of her neck.She lays there like a log. Arms at her side. Determined to let me take what pleasures I want, but to receive none of her own.I move my hand down through her bushy red pubic hair. Down to her soft cunny. She gasps and grabs my wrist as I lightly caress with my fingertips. She doesn’t try to force my hand away. Her vaginal opening expanded and contracted around the thick knot until it swelled to the point they were knotted together. Chiron then hammered his cock into Heather so hard she knew she was his bitch, and no one else. His orgasm blasted her uterus like a fire hose driving Heather into another orgasm. As his scalding river of cum expanded her womb, Heather's orgasm rocked through her growing more powerful until she finally, her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she passed out with a. If I fuck up your body or your life, or both, I'll try to make it up to you, or I'll say I'm sorry."Again she laughed, then said, "Aren't you the one who always says, being sorry doesn't feed the bulldog." Yes, but you're the one who always says, 'But I said I was sorry.'" Oh, great, my own words come back to haunt me."Karen laid her hand on Eve's mound and rubbed, saying, "Trust me, Eve. I want you to get the most out of life, and I want you to be much stronger than I ever was. I don't want.