" she said to herself.It didn't take long, and soon Mark Knopfler's beautiful guitar began to play over Stan's sound system. Anne put it on 'repeat' s... she wouldn't have to get up again. She went to Stan's kitchen and found a bottle of Muscadet in the fridge. Approvingly, she opened it and carried it into the living room where she poured herself a large glassful. 'Better watch it, I have work tomorrow and I'm starting to carry a load, ' she thought.She set the glass down on the coffee table and. When we were about fifty yards apart, the pickup turned right and took to the field to miss us. The pickup was the same white pickup with the bent driver's side body that the nephews had driven to the house today.I keyed the mike on the radio to the cars that were just making the turn into the field. "STOP THAT TRUCK. SHOOT THE ENGINE OUT IF YOU HAVE TO. TRY NOT TO HIT THE PASSENGERS."There were headlights in my mirror moving in all directions while they were trying to set up a road block,. Which I didn’t expect and actually I expected I would have the exact opposite reaction beforehand. But I really loved kissing him. I’m as good a fuck-kisser as anyone out there so I really get into kissing every fuck partner I’ve had. I know how and when and where to do it just the way that individual person likes it the most, and no two people like being kissed exactly the same way. Then it was time for Jamal to fuck me. When I told him I was an ass virgin and that I chose him to be my first. My pussy was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can feel the pulse of your heart beating in your pussy? I was so swollen and aroused it was like every pump of my heart was sending the blood to my pussy lips. I went to the floor and lay down on my back, spreading my legs wide. The nightgown was short enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my hand between my legs. My right hand was rubbing away at my clit while my left was squeezing my nipples. I was so.