Who was the only person in the world he was brave enough to sing in front of? Who had been his private audience that evening? Who loved him so much as...to never judge and whom did he love back just as much to be set free from all his fears? Jenny, he remembered in a moment of sudden horror. The realization was as disturbing as it was painful. Where is Jenny? The man who could not even remember his own name rushed to what was left of his car in a frenzied descent and began searching frantically. I want to show her off. I asked her to buy revealing clothes. When we go out I always ask her to put on a skirt with heels and a low cut top.I presented her a weekend get away. She loved the idea so I set up a weekend get away. Left the k**s with her family and off we went. I did not fill up the car but rather left if half full. This would get us into the next city.Pulled up to the gas station and filled up the car. After paying I drove off and before hitting the interstate I could hear a. I was thinking that this isn't an abstract work but an actual, physical representation of noise and speed, just like the name says." Wow," I said. "You know I have always loved looking at art, and I have been here many times. But I have never really looked at this one for very long. Now I am glad that I stopped to give it a chance. Thank you."She smiled at me again, "I'm Mave," she said holding out her hand. I took it. We didn't actually shake, but rather just held each others' hands for a. He stepped in closer to me until his pre-cum covered shiny helmet was just touching my pussy lips. I could feel the heat emanating from his thick, engorged cock as he smoothly parted my labia and glided into me.“Oooohhh,” I whimpered as my legs buckled.I could feel every inch of him inside me. Every thrust rubbing against my sensitive clit bringing waves of immense pleasure. I held him tight, savouring the feel of his warm, firm body pressed against mine. He pumped me harder and faster. With.