"What brings you over this afternoon, Brenda?" Bob asked. He stood, actually hoping that Brenda would see the big hard lump his cock was already makin... in his pants. He'd fantasized about Brenda on several occasions and now here she was almost offering herself to him for a hot fuck. Bob not only found himself undressing Brenda was his eyes, but also imagining hot fucking erotic it would be if he had her on the nearby lawn chair, fucking her brains out and his teenage daughter was to come in. "Well if you do, be sure to tell them I sent you there. We get a bonus for every new account we land!" she said."I'll do that. Well, we are here, let's have a look at your car," I said. She took me into her garage and I saw her car. It was a red 2015 Chevy Malibu that had seen better days.The car had a lot of miles on it – over 150,000 actually – and the engine was tired. The suspension also was shot, I could tell that from the tires. The tread on the inside edge of the tire was worn down. " Her voice sounded a little thin, and I wondered if she had moved the phone from her face as I slipped the dildo from my mouth, wet and slick, and brought it between my legs. With a soft sigh, I worked it between my dripping labia and eased it deep inside me. "Hush, you!" she warned. I couldn't help it! It felt so good, filling me, slipping into my wet hole as her voice filled my head. I wanted to cry out, moan, beg her to let me fuck myself, for her pleasure and my own. "Now, just slide it in. ’ He said matter-of-factly. I glared at him. ‘He killed every one of the animals you see mounted on the wall. He’s always been proud of his marksmanship. Taught us well.’ The other twin said his smile didn’t seem so mocking. Chance gave the room a once over and blind panic filled his eyes. ‘Not very talkative are they?’ one of the twins joked. His brother rolled his eyes. ‘Call Nathan. Tell her the rules.’ He snapped. The twin looked down meekly. Then pulled a phone out of his pocket and.