She grabbed the receiver, holding it breathlessly to her. "H-Hello? Sandy?" No, Mrs. Murphy. This is Richard Hink."Alice knew Richard Hink, of course....She had tried to keep their acquaintanceship as brief as possible in the past, even after Robert, who had been the jealous type, was killed. The man bothered her in some inexplicable way, in an ethereal, uneasy fashion she couldn't put her finger on, but which had unsettled her from the moment he had moved in beside her. Richard Hink had always. I want my nipples pulled and a cock rammed up my arse. I want to be fucked and fucked and .. unghhghhh.” Her orgasm overtook her......I saw her work herself into a sexual frenzy just before she had a huge orgasm. She was ramming her fingers into herself grunting and gasping. She continued rubbing her pussy with one hand with the other still inside her as her orgasm subsided and she held still, but every few seconds she would convulse and shudder with involuntary jerks and grunts.I was so hard. She began to slowly slide her fingers in and out of her pussy and I knew I'd never be able to drive all the way home. I swerved onto an off ramp as she slid her hand over to my cock, her other still on her pussy. I pulled into a random parking lot, as far away from the other cars as I could. At this point I didn't care if anyone saw or not. She had her seat lowered all the way down by the time the car stopped. She got down on all fours so her ass was facing me. She slowly reached behind her. ”“Where do I find those people?”“You’re sitting across from one. Those people you met across my fence are a couple more.”“Why would you do that?”“Why wouldn’t I? I can. You need it. Seems like the thing to do.”“What if I’m some kind of psychopath?”“What’s the chance of TWO psychopaths sitting at the same table in this restaurant?”She broke a smile. “That’s a horrible joke. What if I was?”“I’ll take a chance.”“I could be, you know...”Our waitress dropped the ticket on the table, took my credit.