It will not fit!”“Oh yes my friend. And, it can be the hard way or the easy way, but it is going to happen. It is up to you. I AM going to fuck yo...r ass.”After stating this he went back to sucking my cock. I knew I could not overpower him so resistance was futile. He stopped sucking my cock and went down to my asshole. Despite what I knew was coming I was enjoying him sucking my cock and eating my ass. He started to finger my ass – one finger, two fingers, three fingers (Ouch!) then four. "Who are you?" the man asks.I identify myself and the man leads us around back. The car is in a barn and it's covered with a car tarp. The tarp is coated in pigeon shit. Removing the tarp we check things.Tires are up; they're weather checked. There's nothing in the radiator but alcohol and water, the battery had been on a trickle charger ever since the crash.Just for the hell of it ... Wendy gets in and tries it.IT STARTS!"Shut it off!"Loud ain't in it!The sound reverberated around the barn .... "I guess it was my turn to dump on her, and the next thing I knew, I was blurting it all out how Fasia had been fucking around and that she was even fucking my father and Randy!"Oh you poor baby," she cooed, after I'd finished. "I am so sorry for you."Her tears had stopped while I related my story, and she was sympathetically running her fingers through my hair when she suddenly got an evil look on her face and said, "You know what? Let's get even with them!"I honestly didn't know what she was. “Guess who,” I said.“The love of my life?”“Yep!” With that, I took my hands off her eyes and turned her around. “Hi,” I said.Her face lit up with a smile and then she kissed me. “Hi yourself,” she said. “Where do you want to eat?”I shrugged. “Morrill or Presidential.”“The food’s usually better at Morrill,” she said.“Okay, Morrill it is.”“How were your classes?” she asked as we walked.“Pretty good. My Calculus professor’s kinda goofy; he kept telling corny jokes. He’s okay, I guess, but he’s.