Keep that in mind when you start to feel sorry for yourself, he thought.He called Mandy. She was dating and it was serious. Paul wished her luck. That...would have been way too easy.At the stadium he made a decision. He was going to have his Spyder salvaged. It would cost a ton of money but there had been no reason to take his frustration out on an innocent car. He didn't like the thought of it sitting in a swamp. It should be on the road somewhere. He'd call a salvage company tomorrow. The car. I liked the thought of being just a woman for him to stick his dick for pleasure. I felt like a prostitute and a whore. But I liked it and I wanted more.He soon pulled out and bent me over the counter. From behind he rammed his long dick deep inside my pussy. I moaned and yelled in pleasure as I felt him deep inside me. Without warning I felt his hand slap my ass. Ouch I yelled in pain and surprise. “Yeah, you yell all you want you fucking whore but I know you like it.” He said as he. Bus apna kaam bngya wha pr ek horror showbhi dhikhate h, usme wo mere sath thi bilkul chipk kr, chlte chlte use dr lg rha tha, to usne mjhe kske pkd liya aur uskeeboobs mjhse bd rhe the mjge to mja hi aa gya maine bhi jaanbhuj kr andhere ka fayda utaya aur sahare k liye uske boobs ko dba diyaa, wo dri hui thi to kuch nhi boli, fir aise aise hi din khtm hua, hum sb thk chuke the to bus me aa kr bath gye, wo boli mjhe tmhare pass baithna h, maine kha ohk wo window seat pr baith gai. Hum bate krne. You can go out in the spring and show everybody the same thing you showed us in high school when you beat Steve for the starter's job in your first year of varsity." Yeah, you're right, Kyle," Ed agreed. "Coach Meyer gets the only vote on who starts. He still believes in me." That's what counts, man," I said as my cell phone rang.The call was from Kathy Trimble. She was organizing a Fiesta Bowl party for Wednesday's game. I passed Kathy's information on to Ed. Ed figured he'd give Paige.