“Apology accepted Brad; now get that piece of shit whore out of here. She’s all yours and I don’t want her back!” Tammy’s face was coated...with tears and she was red with shame. Brad helped her get her clothes on and five minutes later, I heard them drive away. I never saw her again and I only ran into Brad a few times downtown. We didn’t’ say anything to each other and that was fine with me. A couple of weeks later I got contacted by Tammy’s lawyer. By this time I’d made four copies of. Ik wist dat ik nu langzaam weg moest anders zou ik ontdekt worden, dus ik kroop weg bij de deur en liep de tent uit, met een enorme knoeperd van een stijve die voor mij uitstak."Bonjour", zei ik tegen een stel knappe tienermeiden die langs liepen. Giechelend antwoordden ze, kijkende naar mijn enorme paal. Ik draaide mijn hoofd om en keek hun lekkere naakte kontjes na, denkend wat ik daar allemaal mij kon doen. Wat natuurlijk niet hielp om die stijve kwijt te raken, maar het maakte mij niks meer. One evening we had gone miniature golfing and after a visit to the local restaurant were still not ready to go home. Usually, we would have our amorous adventures in the privacy of her den as her parents both retired early.On this particular evening, they were entertaining, and since my house was not conducive to that type of activity we needed to come up with an alternative plan. This was a time where "Parking" was still in vogue. You would simply find a secluded stretch of road or housing. .." Again the words in his head were contradicting her actions. She was like a teasing slut stuck in a pure , virgins body. He was now going fairly deep inside her, she felt much tighter this way. He could feel the heat from her pussy as his balls dragged across her. "I can feel your pulse inside me..." She tried to twist around to see his cock entering her. He began fucking her a little faster, confident her could increase his speed now that she was relaxed. He felt the waves of his arousal.