She lurched forward "fuck" she screamed. "Get under the fucking fan" She looked at me out the corner of her eyes. Good I thought, she has a little fir..., some resistance yet. I picked up some thin cord off the desk. I threw an end over the fan motor and secured her hands to it. she moaned, "im not to sure" she started. "Don't care what you are sure or not about" I replied I hoisted her arms above her head, she wriggled. I then got down in front of her, she inhaled sharply. I looked at her cunt,. Jessica had nowhere to escape."Oh, that's too much. Too big!" as she could feel the head of his rigid black rod shove against her bowels."Gonna take it you married slut. Make you mine. Wimp husband's not man enough to take your tight virgin ass!"With that, Marcus heaved forward and popped through her tight anal ring. Jessica saw lights flash as a searing pain tore through her bowels. She howled a blood curdling "Killing me, ripping me ...apart. NOOOOOO!" This hair-raising scream of his wife's. ‘Hire a maid till she comes back?’ Janie appeared in the door way. ‘He better not, with my luck it would be some sexy little red head in a French maid costume and he’d decide that he didn’t need me back after all.’ ‘As if…’ Keni snorted. ‘Well, now that Kate has had the baby and should be home in a day or two, it shouldn’t be long before you can go home too mom.’ ‘Hardly, Kate will need some help until she’s back up and running and I’m not leaving until Harley is back up and running. I’m not. .. WATCH THE ROAD, DUMMY. The passengers are your responsibility. Remember ... everyone else on the road is a homicidal maniac ... they want to kill you ... some of them don't mind dying doing it.Manchester to Boston, 70 miles more or less. Downhill. Due to towns, villages, stop signs in the middle of nowhere, it takes about 3 hours. The train is faster.Boston to Manchester, after great sex and shopping, takes an hour, uphill ... well it feels like it. Bang! You're past Manchester and heading.