The card, which had been given to me by Joe so I could write a personal message to her, simply said 'May I join you?'.She looked at me for several sec...nds then motioned me to join her. I stood up and walked toward her table. As I approached her I could see she had her right arm resting on the table, her other hand resting high on her left thigh. Her left leg was crossed over top of her right leg with the side vent of her dress gapping just enough for me to see all of her seductive leg and. I love how wild Julie gets when she has a good hard orgasm. Soon her hole was being filled with the first load of cum from a man other than me. He pulled out and she begged him to fuck her more. She needed more fucking. It only took seconds for his cock to be replaced by another hard pole. Oh yes. Fuck me. Please fuck me. She no longer thought about being raped or even that it was someone other than me that had his cock buried in her snatch. He pulled out and rolled her over and started doing. I'd driven the route in google twice, memorizing it. So, predictably, I wanted something to happen. By midnight I was about to drive out to that damned house.The phone tweedled. It was Lynn's number."Hello?" I answered."Come get me," Lynn's voice was calm. "I'll try to wait outside, but he has friends coming." Gotcha pinpointed, on my way." I was out the door, into the car and driving as fast as I dared along the familiar route.I got there just after two pick-ups stopped in front of the house.. I would be late for work tomorrow. I unlocked the door and entered the office. A different site to the one I had left greeted me. The girl stood hunched against the wall, a wet stain was visible on the front of her skirt, she stood in a pool of urine. The very reason there was no carpet in this part of the room. She hadn’t the courage, or had too much shame to look me in the eyes. I let her see me notice the wet patch on her skirt and tried to imagine what it felt like to be wearing soaking wet.