" Is something going on right now," John asked excitedly when Thomas didn't elaborate."Absolutely," Thomas responded again."God Thomas, did you fuck m... wife?" John asked pointblank."That's true," he said, looking down at Amy and smiling, then rolling his eyes like he wanted to get off the telephone."Oh Jesus! She did it! She actually let you fuck her!" John said to himself as he sat on the bed in his underwear."Um huh." You're not fucking her now are you?" John's penis was throbbing in his. I then lifter her ass just a bit and started to hump her as quickly as I can. This felt amazing for the both of us. She was moaning constantly and holding my by my biceps. I was in ecstasy. Without warning I got that feeling and before I could tell her I shot my load inside her. Rope after rope after rope went into her. I looked at her shaven cunt as my stuff started to leak out. She sat back in her own seat and lit up a cigarette. My sperm just leaked onto the seat next to her.Laughing she. Obviously that's the right thing to do."The next couple of hours were pretty awkward, and pretty silent. Between Barstow and Bakersfield, we stopped at a Burger King to pick up some lunch, and for Jen to take a turn at the wheel. When we were back on the road, I finished my lunch and wiped my hands. Taking a deep breath, I set one hand on Jen's leg, halfway between the hem of her shorts and her knee.She glanced at me, eyes widening."Jen. I'm sorry for acting like a dick earlier. You are a. She had always accused him of ‘talking more like a poet than a human being,’ and for some reason being called a poet was one of the few things that actually got under Chase’s skin, so of course, she was sure to call him one often.He shot her a look as they continued walking. She saw his expression and playfully mirrored it. At this point the sun was rising and the two could see decently around them, though they had no actual idea what time it was. They couldn’t risk wearing watches, in case.