A lot worse.There was nothing left but lumps of what had been the stove, frig, dishwasher. The only thing standing that was pretty much untouched, was...the fireplace. The only other things that were somewhat recognizable were the burnt out shells of the washer, drier, and furnace.That was when the tears started."My God! Everything's gone! We've lost everything," she wailed.Her husband wrapped his arms around her. He's seen it as well, that night, with the fire shooting into the darkening sky. He. He kept driving. But I was too drunk from my own obsession to be embarrassed again. Keeping one eye on the street dropping away behind us, I pleaded with the driver to stop a little early. We hit a red light, and he let me out in the middle of the street.When I ran back to where I saw her, she was gone. I just had a feeling we were destined to meet, so I waited, watching people walk by. She didn't come. I was on that corner for almost two hours, and I was getting hungry. So I decided to search.. But just at that moment, they both heard the gate open and saw Laura’s car drive in. Bobbi leaped up and pushed off Jr. to leave. Still in shock, he lost his footing and fell right on his big awkward ass. Bobbi ran back to the reclining pool chair and sat down. In all the excitement however, she forgot she still had Junior’s spunk in her mouth. Unable to find an inconspicuous place to spit, she quickly grabbed her glass of diet Coke. Bobbi took a huge gulp. cocktail of soda and sperm went down. She was so tight, they barely fit. As my hand found a rhythm that naturally matched the rhythm of the feminine hand on my turgid cock, she moaned throatily into my mouth, which only urged me further as I ground my hand against her, feeling her hard clit against my palm."Oh, fuck..." she moaned in my ear. "I thought... mmm... you said you were a virgin." It always turned me on to no end to hear such language from such a sweet voice.I chuckled and whispered to her as she rested her furrowed brow.