"Because, I feel really sick today. Like, I can't leave the bathroom, type sick." Ugh, gross. Fine," she sighed. "Feel better, I guess."I hung up and ...elt relieved only for a brief moment before frustration with my situation overwhelmed me again.My phone beeped beside me as a text popped in. Now what?It was a message from an unknown number. I started to feel sick for real as my face became hot and red. I opened up the message.---How are you feeling this morning?---Did I accidentally delete one. He drew a line down towards the southwest and began reciting the nearby cities and towns: "Fort Wayne, Champagne-Urbana, St. Louis, Springfield, maybe Tulsa. Can you give me a better indication of how far away?"Anya returned to her concentration. Without opening her eyes, she began to announce her search, "It's far... farther than the trip we took yesterday." That is to close for Fort Wayne and Champagne-Urbana, which would have meant a shorter trip," Travis lamented."The distance is half-again. Besides I could also see the pleasure she would feel, stamped on her face.Without waiting any longer, I positioned myself on my knees in her back and stroking with voluptuously those fabulous buttocks, I did slide my cock, into her dripping wet pussy. She moaned with pleasure by feeling that hard piece of cock, penetrating her anxious bowels.- Oh heavens... This is so good… fuck me… until I cum again.- Are you enjoying it? Do you want me to do it slow?- Yes! Make me enjoying every inch of this. I took a shower and put on fresh clothes. I was going to get my coffee. My destination was the local coffee shop.I took a look at the beautiful town I had left behind as I drove. Trees and shops, a fountain at the center of the town, and people everywhere.I got to our coffee shop named "Brew's". I walked in and found the place suprisingly sparse with people. I got in line behind a girl a few inches shorter than me. Her blonde hair was to the middle of her back and she wore a cute black shirt.