Buddy and Ray will be here soon, claiming all kinds of shit." Yeah, I figured as much. I'll just drop by the store, and then head home. And thank you ...or taking care of this. I'm not pressing charges this time, but I want the complaint registered." If I push, I might get Ray's probation busted over it. That would get him out of my hair for about two years. Boy, that would be nice," the sheriff said with a chuckle.Linda did, too. It would be poetic justice. With a handshake, she was out the. She grinned evilly at me."I'm working out in here this morning," she shouted. "Hope that's okay."I stumbled out of bed, and the waves of noise - was that country music? - washed over me, driving me back at the same time I was trying to move forward. Gretchen's grin didn't waver as I reached her, but she looked confused when instead of searching for the off switch, I picked it up by the handle and staggered back to the wide open window letting in about three million candles of early morning. With each thrustmy cock leaked more precum, sometimes even being "expressed" as heshoved his black cock into me. My mouth stayed open, greedily waitingfor the next stream.As he fucked me my cock suddenly began to swell. He stopped momentarilyand one hand gripped my cock."Ready for some more cum?" Yes, please! Make me shoot my load into my own mouth!"Martin pushed forward, bending me just that much more. Still on mythigh, his left hand now slid down to my knee, pinning me there. Mycock was. I held the glass of Jonnie Walker Black close to my lips and let it fill my nostrils before taking the first sip. Typically I don’t spoil myself and I don’t buy in to the brand name stuff but I won’t drink cheap scotch. I leaned up against the edge of the counter and took a moment to clear my mind as I waited for the rush of heat from the scotch. I turned out the kitchen light and made my way down the hall. The bedroom door was open and I saw her lying on her stomach at the edge of the bed. She.