My wife commute is the same as to the 84 year old place. I would hate to meet her at the light, or worst pass her car and she follows me ready to th...ow down and make some lemonade. Once passed the safety zone.I called her on the way and letting her know that hey since you meeting them let have a quickie. She said she was hoping I already was out side her door. So I get there she decide to take me on a brief tour of her house again to show me a room where would stash me in case her grandson. "How?"Trinity glanced toward Adam but he appeared content to let her take center stage."Two ways," Trinity said. "First, he stepped forward with a plan. Everyone else is still focused on how this happened and he's already moved on to making sure it doesn't happen again." Wait, what's his plan?" Allie asked. "We didn't really talk about this, did we?" Not as such," Trinity said. "But the woman at the health department ripped AMS a new asshole. She basically said anything they've done in the past. She clawed at him with her nails but he easily avoided them, she hadn’t noticed before – he was built like a gorilla! He fist smashed into her stomach and then again into her face. She tasted blood from a split lip and fell to her knees. He grabbed her hair and began pulling her along by it. Half stumbling, half crawling she was dragged back to the car and the door to the building from where the man and woman hadn’t moved an inch.“They’re much more fun when they fight” laughed the woman. . He waits though, waits till our breathing slows to the same steady pace, waits till our hearts beat as one. How much control does one man have? More than I. For I whimper, begging for the release, yearning, pleading. Finally, finally, I yield to him. Yield to his desire, to his passion. And he obliges. Our bodies move as one, as he moves inside me. Thrusting, panting, tasting, feeling. Hands grasping, mouths exploring. Such raw desire, such unequaled passion. On and on it goes. Hotter and.