Drew obviously loved her snug, wet cunt, and Amber seemed delirious with passion from his humongous spike. Her breath came in halting gasps and she me...led non-stop as Drew pounded into her. His heavy balls slapped against her splayed slit and his pelvis smacked her upturned arsecheeks as he crammed her full again and again with his mutant dick. And Amber bucked back mindlessly against him, desperate to have his giant organ buried deep inside her.Her eyes hazy with lust, Amber whispered to me,. . a nice, quiet place to have their rendezvous.'Unable to see anyone, he quietly stepped over to the car and leaned over the side of her trunk to peak inside.'You... you fucking whore, you slut, ' Tom mentally screamed in anguish as he winced with guilt while staring through the rear window.All at once her lust filled eyes locked with his as her lover continued to pound into her. The expression on his wife's face suddenly changed from pleasure to panic.She mouthed the words, "Oh God... Nooo,". I still can't recall why I might keep something locked away up here but Ihave to say I'm a little excited at the prospect of opening the trunk. Iget the keys and confirm that Nadine is still busy cleaning out the otherrooms. I figure that if I'm hiding something valuable up here itspossible I might be hiding it from her too.I'm quite disappointed when I open the trunk; it's full of Nadine'sstuff. The top layer is made up of skirts and blouses, similar to thestyle of clothing she wore when we. . Both?My parents were complicated citizens.Her next question, too, was predictable. "Where would you go to law school?" she asked.You'd think my Mom, high-powered Washington wheeler-dealer, might have gone to Harvard or Yale, right? At least Penn, or Chicago.Actually, she'd gone to law school at the University of Wisconsin.Hey, we've all got to start somewhere. I mean, Wisconsin had a perfectly good law school. It's just that -- now -- a quarter-century later, as the Next Generation, I was.