Fill... me...," the dark-haired whispers breathlessly while he squirts inside her again and again.Motionless, she lays on him and enjoys the subsiding...throbbing of his cock."M!" the woman makes in a high voice as her pussy suddenly twitches, sending a strong shiver through her body."Wow! What a hot ride!" she exhales, raises her ass and shows him an exhausted smile while his shrinking dick slides out of her vagina.The dark-haired tenderly kisses the married man and at the same time, their. You ready for my load?"I managed to emit a muffled "uh huh sir," as I kept my pace up. He then said, "Ok, faggot, where do you want my load?"I pulled my head back, and replied "I want to feel your cock explode in my mouth sir."I kept one hand on his cock, gripping and pumping tightly, and the other hand went back to his full nutsack, holding it firmly and resumed sucking his now super hard huge mushroom head.Just as I did this I was aware of a light shining down on my face. I was too engrossed. The stereotype bad boy. I grew up hard, an abused child who only survived because the state had mercy on me and pulled me away from the animal that fathered me and put in a good foster home. Very loving environment, great people. Still call them mom, dad and sis today. But they couldn’t save me from me. Hardcore rage issues and a mean streak a mile wide. I was an animal in my teens and early twenties always looking for the next fight, eventually found one that landed me on a year-long. She straightens almost instantly. Where? … Are you sure? … Alright, Ill be there by nightfall. Whats going on? Sam asks as she scrambles from the bed and begins throwing on her clothes. I have to go, she says, stuffing her things in her duffle. Sam gets up and pulls on his own clothing. Ok, where are we going? She doesnt stop moving, barely even casting him a glance as she replies, Not we, Sam, me. He stops and stares, boot hanging from his hand. What? No, not by yourself. She zips the duffle.