"You. But you have to set a list of what I have to do to get your trust back. There has to be a finish where I know it is over." I already told you. Y...u lost my trust by deceiving and manipulating me. I'll start trusting you again when I do. I don't know how long that will take, and there isn't any list I can give you for it. You have to trust me to be fair, just like I trusted you to be honest."Kate stood there, not approaching her own bike. She was angry, but she was more worried about having. Brenda's first impression of him was that he looked like an Arian Nation's poster child. The other man was black, six feet in height, with gray sweatpants and a black tank-top shirt that exposed large well-muscled arms. The black man's shorthaired head was banded with a red kerchief like a macho sweatband. True B Movie stuff here, thought Brenda. As she drew nearer, Brenda noted that both men appeared to be in their mid-forties and packed more than a little paunch at their midsections.The men. ‘Oh yeah that’s it, that’s the way to fuck my ass. Give it to me, cum in me, cum in my ass,’ she screamed. We were both grunting from the physical intensity of our butt fucking. I slammed into her as my cock now moved in her tight ass. I felt my orgasm approaching and as much as I wanted to prolong the ass fucking session, I couldn’t. My body stiffened and I plunged my cock all the way into her gorgeous ass. Streams of semen shot into her rectum as I seemed to cum continuously for several. She saw the phone number and the address. I asked her to make the call. I’m too shy and hate talking to strangers on the phone.Me: Really?Amy: Yeah.Me: Well. This is a huge surprise.Amy: Listen, dad. I know you might be busy so. I can go if you want.Me: Of course not honey. Now that you’re here and that you’re dressed like that. I could use your help.Amy: Really?Me: Yes! You’ll be my personal secretary today. What do you say?Amy: Yes! I’d love that!Me: Good.Amy was ready to work as my personal.