“And go where? To some back alley or abandoned building so you can stab us? No way man. Come on, just let us leave. These bullshit arguments and ins...lts aren’t worth getting stabbed and going to jail over, we can work this out another day, look at them, they’re both scared to death man!” I said.“Let you go? Yeah so you can go straight to the cops? I don’t fucking think so,” he replied.“With what? We don’t know your name, we don’t know where you live, we don’t know your friends or family, there. The warm wetness gushing over him is rather arousing for some reason to him, and while he had planned something along these lines down the road a bit to try with Emma, the moment seems to have arrived.Her legs spread wide, he stands in front of her, and holding and aiming his cock, Donald begins to spray his piss over her pussy, aiming for her clit. Emma moans in delight at this and stretches her legs apart, even more, to enjoy this on slaughter.Both finished, Donald shakes himself between her. Drawing closer, I could feel the heat from her cunt, as well as the pungent smell that caused my nostrils to flare. I breathed heavier, biting my own lip in anticipation, while my eyes stared upon my hand approaching her cunt.Her hand then guided my fingers to glide across her snatch. Back and forth I rolled my hand, the wetness of her honey soon coating my fingers. I never knew a woman could get so wet, produce so much sweet honey. My fingers squished over her pussy lips, they were so soft and. "He's only using the chaperon thing as a face saving thing to tell his wife. The only reason he agreed to let her go with me was because I threatened to sue him in open court for back child support, and on Anne's behalf." Did you? Would you have gone through with that threat if he hadn't given you your way?" I wouldn't have been bothered a bit by doing that to him. I might not have done it though, if it would have bothered Emily too much. What he did to Anne wasn't right, and he has some nerve.