"Fuck yeah.. fuck my ass!!! Fuck me!!!" long deep hard thrusts, looking at him still, seeing his amazing ass as i continued to fuck him. "ohh…. im g...ing to come.... fuck..... fuck...." i let out. "Come for me.... come for me... i want it.... come for me....." he begged. After a few quick thrusts, trying to fuck him for as long as i could i pulled out, "I'm coming... oh fuck!!!!" i yelled. he turned around, mouth open and right away, received shots of cum all over his face. His lips became. ..until now that is...Her Mother had always told her never pick up strangers on the road you never know what kind of person they are and you could wind up dead yatta yatta yatta...you know how Mom's are...Still he looked hot and she could use a distraction from thinking about Paul so she pulled over a little ways down from him and waited for him to catch up he strolled up to the car and she watched how his tight leather pants hugged his legs and even showed a bulge at his crotch stop looking at. Lifting her right cheek slightly, he freed his throbbing cock from his boxers and pushes between her cheeks and forward towards her swollen pussy. He moved cautiously, gently rubbing the head of his cock against her lips then nudging the tip against her still-sensitive clit. Back and forth he thrust, running his left thumb in circles around her engorged nipple, until she started moaning again. With a devilish grin, he parted her lips with his fingers, pulled his hips back, and propelled himself. Divorce was the first step. Her hand found its way to Helen’s butt hole causing a pleasing exclamation from its owner. Last night she had performed the act spontaneously, would it create pleasure or revulsion now in the cold light of morning? Pleasure or disgust? Both? Reluctantly, Kimberly forced herself to return to planning her future, divorce was the first step, but what then? The telephone rang. It was Adam. His deal had gone through and he would be taking care of some ‘loose ends’ but.