Abigail: Uhhhh come on!Eve: Let them go, drink their beer. We can have some quality girl time.Me: Exactly. Have some girl fun, gossip and all.Abigail:...Ok, fine, whatever. Go.Jason: See you later.Anna: See you!We went to the old house where the ritual was conducted. We were just outside the house, near that stone table.Jason: So you’re going to meet her here, talk to see her, see what she says. Then you’re going to take her to the room, show her the place.Me: When is this supposed to. At this point, we have about another 90 minutes before my wife finishes her half marathon, so we sit in silence for a little bit. Crystal then tells me she understands why I was playing with myself because it is pretty cold, and then she asks me if we can turn the car on for a little bit. I start the car and we blast the heat to full power, with the understanding that we'll keep the car running long enough to reheat the inside and then turn the car back off. After about 10 minutes the car. The woman watched me struggle to get to my feet, then she climbed into the car, turn it around quickly, then drive away almost in a panic, I thought.. I had been at the start of my tour de neighborhood. I had also been looking for suspicious cars. Ones that might conceal a surveillance team. The blond didn’t strike me as a cop type. One just never could tell though. The econo box from Korea was also good cover, if she was a watcher.The bike ended up with a bent wheel. I found that out. My cock sliding along her pussy and finding her entrance. I held it there exerting a gentle pressure on her tight little hole. Beneath me, Heather's breathing quickened. The rim of her cunt feeling hot around the tip of my cock. Ever so slowly I eased my cock inwards. I wanted every nerve ending in Heather's pussy to feel each millimetre of my cock passing by. As my cock stretched her open, my legs eased Heather's legs further apart. I slid myself all the way inside, and revelled in the.