We take a swig and you climb onto the sofa and slowly lower yourself onto my cock which slips nicely into your hot wet pussy opening you and you feel ...very ridge tantalise your beautiful fat cunt.I cant take it and with you still on my cock I stand up and drop you on your back into the sofa and start pounding your pussy. Legs up in the air and i fuck you like a mad man. In and out balls slapping on your arse with every stroke.As your about to cum. I pull out and walk over to my glass. I turn. "Peter, please stop staring at me like that! Let's go!" she said with exasperation."I'm sorry ... I..." I know I look like a freak." No, you look great! So, what does the doctor say?" My knee needs some rest." Is that all?"Yep," she said and made her way to the elevator, clumsily dragging her braced leg.As we entered the elevator she leaned on me, and looked up with those blue eyes."My body is so disappointing," she muttered."I would not say so," I said, wrapping my hands around her waist."You. He was disappointed. He still wanted to see her and Angela, who was becoming prettier each day. After three weeks of agony, he had only stopped by for a few dinners and a weekend trip along the river to the northern side of the city where it was untouched by the modern construction monster. Mrs. Sanders had expressed that she missed him but Anna didn’t say a word. She had wanted to go back to the station for more photos but he didn’t have spare time as the holiday was coming in a month and he. People stopped to look and laugh, i saw them shaking their head as they walked past us. i looked down at His boots. A pair of dirty army boots He wore. i felt His strong hand jerking me up. FOLLOW!! i walked behing Him, nervous, scared. What had i done? Why was i doing this? Shall i run? These were the toghts in my head as i followed this strong Man. He was dressed in army boots, leather pants, with a pair of steel cuffs dangeling from the belt. He also wore a leather jacket. i could smell Him,.