"Mac's ten minutes!" the line goes dead. I turn the car around my heart is racing. I am still part of it. There is little daylight left now that it's ...urning to fall. I see the SUV in the lot. I pull in and do what I usually do. I see Pete. He motions me to the truck. I race over and open the door and expect to see Amber in the back. But there is no Amber. I look back and see Pete walking up behind me. I still get into the truck. Pete puts me into Amber's position. He hogties me on the floor.. I clamped my legs around him and felt his rock-hard cock under the crack in my bottom. He gently laid me back and, one at a time, lifted my legs up and over his shoulders. He put his hands around my waist and slowly worked that 'sausage' into my super stretched pussy! He wasted no time on the gentle love-making stuff...just started pumping and fucking me like a wild man until my clit felt like it was on fire from the friction! Then he lifted me up of the bed, pulled me tightly against his. . didn't mean to ask you until I got back, to give you a chance to realise what it was going to be like..."They were silent, listening to the wind in the rigging and the rain, now drumming on the coach-roof, there was a rumble of thunder in the distance."I'm glad you did, Tom," Chrissie said quietly, "I worried a bit that messing you about, especially in view of your own ... hangups ... might lead you to back away. Tom, I want you. I don't want to live without you. I want to be as close as I. They watched some TV together that night and although David hoped Gwen would make some kind of overture, she simply bid him goodnight, kissed him on the cheek as usual and retired.As she lay in bed trying to let sleep overcome her, Gwen’s thoughts returned to David and his proposal. David was a handsome young man, she could not deny that. A few days ago he had washed the car in the driveway wearing nothing but a pair of cut off jeans and his rippling muscles and gorgeous tan had not gone.