“Oh, Mike, you will never guess who owns that box permanent like.”It was difficult, but I made an effort to keep my yap shut because I knew that t...e overly excitable Julie would spill the beans in matter of seconds if I just listened and didn’t try to rush her.“It’s that nasty radio announcer that got into all the trouble over the alleged rape of the maid at the Essex House over the Fourth of July.”I have to admit that startled me because I knew that Freddie Lombardo was a prick of the worst. Suddenly he saw the earth above the road, just ahead of him, slide down and spread across the road. He braked as quickly as he could, the wheels slithering in the mud and the rain. There was a brilliant flash of light and deafening crack of thunder right behind him. He instinctively ducked then looked behind to see a tree in flames, falling across the road behind him.He was trapped between the mudslide and tree, and the water was still washing debris and mud around the car: he could get swept. She arches her back as I thrust faster and rub harder. Her breathing becomes ragged and fast. She's right on the edge and needs to explode, I thrust faster, and harder. Her tunnel tightens up around my shaft and she goes stiff. Her body starts to shake as I slow my thrust letting her regain her composure. She looks over her shoulder with a look of pure ecstasy. I bend over her, moving the hair that is clinging to her sweaty forehead and kiss it. “Now it's my turn for pure ecstasy.” I whisper. I felt a rush of juices flow into my mouth as she began spasming around my tongue. I tongue-fucked her even harder, enjoying the way her body shook and squirmed for me. She sighed my name as her body relaxed and I brought myself back up to her. She pulled my face to hers for a kiss, then gently licked all of her juices off of my chin. She smiled as she sat up. "Hmm.. Let me guess.." She said as she looked around. She reached over and opened the bottom drawer of my bedside table. Her smile.