“What are you doing?” She said nervously. He didn’t stop until they were right in front of the tree. So close she could see people clearly. She ...hould have been more afraid but she was still so horny. She needed his cock inside her. She slipped off of him. Lifting her leg up high, above heals like she practice in Ballet, she let him see her pussy. Pretty pink and wet. So wet, pussy juice was dripping sliding down her legs. “Please, Santa put your cock inside. Impale me with your cock. Violate. The only thing he had from the house was what he'd hurriedly packed. 'Lucky for me that back window was unlocked or I wouldn't even have that much!'"How stupid could I have been!" he yelled, pounding his hands on the steering wheel. He'd been steadily driving west, and it was already approaching lunch when he pulled off the highway into a rest area.'What the hell was I thinking anyway? he asked himself, as he ate an Arbie's sandwich.He was heading to San Diego, and he had no idea what he was. Andrea assured dickhead that I would never want to lose the company so I would simply take out a loan to pay her off. He agreed that would be the quickest and cleanest way anyway.Dickhead reminded her not to forget half of our personal assets, alimony and child support. It seems that Tom Jefferies had found his retirement plan, and Andrea was it. Me, I was merely the sucker that was going to fund their future, but found myself excluded from the party itself.The conversation went into an area. For you guys, its black or brown," she looked down at his boots but her eyes didn't get any further than the tent that formed in his tight jeans. "Come on," she pulled him in another direction thinking that he had to be hung like a horse. "Where's your better half?" We got a call this morning that her sister took sick last night and was rushed to the hospital in Dallas. So she's driven over to be with her. I wanted to go with her but she said that Shelly was depending on me this Thursday and we.