Hey, this is the benefit of working the late show, you guys are drunk enough by now that it doesn't matter what shit I say, you will laugh at it." Mor... laughs. He pointed at the crowd and smiled."That is why I love Long Island, New York so much. They will drink like fish and laugh at anything because after a week of work, it's got to get better, am I right?" There was a smattering of applause. "Now don't get me wrong, I too was employed not too long ago at a convenience store. I know fairly. ” I smiled thinking of my plans for tonight. “Well babe, I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later. I love you.” “I love you too.” I said as we hung up the phone. I only had a few hours to get things ready before he called me again. I had a lot of things to do in what seemed like little time. I ran to the bedroom, got dressed and headed out to the mall. I wanted this night to be special so I got a whole new outfit for tonight. On my way home I stopped by the flower shop and requested your favorite. What had led up to that point?Well, you see I live on a dead end street. There are six houses on either side. I live in the third house on the right and Samantha lives in the forth house on the left. We are both surrounded by busy bodies. They have the need to know and tell everything about everybody even if they have to make some of it up.They told the whole neighborhood that I was getting a divorce before I had even been served the papers.They were not happy when Samantha’s elderly. . I don't care. I guide it into you and you gasp for air. 'That's right, give up that pussy for me,' and I'm fucking you now, pushing your face into the cushion. At first it hurts, even as wet as you are, but you stop caring about that as you can feel yourself about to come. You hear me laughing at you as you do, but it sounds far away, all that exists for you is the hot, hard thing tearing you open, making you ache deep inside. You scream as the orgasm happens, and I pound you harder and.