"Fuck me Ben, Fuck me good and hard. I know I teased you, but I knew I would win in the end. Take me Ben, take what I have flaunted at you for so long..."I fucked her like there was no tomorrow. My cock pounding in and out as my balls slapped against her pussy. I felt the fire burning in my loins as I pounded her sweet pussy.Sophie no longer complained, she just kept pressing against my cock as I thrust it deep. She wanted me to take her and I did not hold back. I started to thrust faster and. I slipped my top and skirt back on as Mr. McCann pulled his underwear and trousers back up. Then he went over to his cash register, and when he returned he handed me three brand new $100 bills.“What’s this,” I asked as I looked at the money.“Just some cash for travel expenses,” he said with a smile as he folded the bills into my hands with his.For the first time I actually felt a little guilty and said, “Mr. McCann… this is too much, I mean…”Before I could finish my sentence he pressed his. Restoring it had been a labour of love and determination. The British racing green and the single white stripe for example, had taken countless hours to correctly colour match. Prepping the body and carefully spraying each of the thirty coats of enamel had taken her months. Her hands ached just thinking about the sanding and polishing. The rally spotlights, roll cage, most of the interior and the twin rear fuel cells had been imported to complete the rally look. A local mechanic friend who had. Deputy Jim Campbell, of course, had been sitting in his patrol car, listening to the police scanner only a block away, unseen, when I had broken the window. He had no trouble running me down, either. Deputy Campbell was easily twenty years older than me, but once he saw me, running for home, he got out of his car, and was on his feet, running me down. I was tackled from behind, and in cuffs before I knew it. And in the back seat of the squad car, I was taken home, in tears. My mother was.