It didn’t happen and the next day I tried to behave normally. This was surprisingly easy. There was no conscience making me want to give myself up...instead I felt the need to do it again. I tried to kill this need but it was like a seed that grew stronger each day that passed. I thought I could control it but it controlled me like a d**g. I needed to feel that power again. I know the police, having a few friends amongst them and didn’t want any of them getting suspicious. The papers were. I spent the morning cruising from Yreka to Williams, a couple of hundred miles to the south. I found a pizza place off the highway for lunch, topped off the gas tank and sat staring at the GPS while I finished the big frosty root beer I'd ordered with it. Did I want to stay on I-5 South until I hit the junction to I-505 and follow that into Vacaville, switch to I-80 in Vacaville and take it to Vallejo where I could get on highway 37 and swing west around the north end of San Pedro Bay to take. And it was still neck and neck! Both girls were desperate to avoid the revenge of their men! The sweat rolled off them as they strove to come in first and avoid a sound and very painful, not to say crippling, thrashing.By the time the end came, neither Gloria nor Sam knew too much about it, staggering and veering from left to right in their utter exhaustion. But at the finish Sam was a little bit in front of her rival and friend Gloria. The others applauded and said it should be called a draw,. This was all a very strange sensation. I was enjoying every single moment. I accepted her invitation to fuck me. She told me she was going to be gentle.She put me on my back while she put a condom on. Then she lifted my legs, and dropped a few squirts of lube on my ass. I could feel my whole body pulsating. I was very nervous, i had butterflies in my stomach. Then she grabbed her cock, I felt it near my ass and she started putting it in. It hurt like hell but I was very excited to get fucked..