I yelled as the first jet spurted out onto my face and Amber looked under her as I continued to jizz on my face. I couldn’t believe the load I shot!...So much cum covered my face and leaked into my eyes, I could barley see Amber take her dick out of my ass and jerk it off, blasting her second load into my face on top of my cum! She knelt down with her knees on either side of my head and beat her dick off on my face, smearing our cum together and pushing it into my mouth. All of a sudden I felt. Roseanne and the clerk were going to have to do the job.The fishing season was getting into high gear and hunting was next. Jason wanted time off to do both.The papers were still hammering the county. Homeland and the FBI were still doing daily press briefings.Jeff Justice's funeral was yesterday and there was even media there with a live report. There are times that the media can be the worst vultures. I felt sorry for the family. The whole thing was going to stink for a long time. The. My stomach appeared to be flat except for a small bulge around my belly button, and I thought my hips were a little wider but I couldn't be sure. My legs, knees and calves looked okay, and the crease between my legs had a small piece of skin showing in the middle. I stared at it and felt a tiny flutter deep in my belly. It seemed unreal, an out-of-body experience. I felt myself getting light-headed and the next thing I knew, I was sitting on the floor with one leg twisted under my body and Kim. Even if she remembers me and recognizes me, would she even care? I’d probably be some pimply teen who had banged her decades ago. There would first be the look of shock, then embarrassment. She’d exchange pleasantries and talk in general terms about the past, but in the end she’d hugged me goodbye as though my body were wrapped in electric barbed wire. She’d leave without even a hint of a look back. Besides, there’s an unpleasant term for men who do what I’ve just done. It’s called stalking..