Instead his mind was filled with images of what he was going to do to Siobhan. She drove the rest of the way to her place. It was a modest stone ...ouse set back into the shadows of the moors. By the time they got to her place, it was late, dark, and very, very foggy. In fact, the fog was so thick, that you could barely see three feet in front of you. Siobhan helped Dale into her house, guiding him into the living room. Once there, she sat him down on the couch, as she set about. One thought kept coming to the forefront – was it just her imagining a creature to substitute that Amadeus had climbed over her prostrate sleeping intoxicated body and it was Amadeus that had been fucking her all along missionary style and she had willingly fucked him back??? One thing did stay crystal clear in her mind she had been fully awake when she had been fucked by Amadeus on the floor, and how she had multiple orgasms. Each time she would slam the door on this memory when she recalled. He stripped and hauled her into his arms for a blistering kiss. They fell to the sofa where she landed on top of him. Shelby crawled over his chest and devoured his mouth with hers. He dug his hands into her hips when she rolled over his shaft with her heat. Rob lifted her over his aching member and thrust deep inside. ‘Oh god, yes,’ she hissed. ‘Fuck me hard.’ Pounding and stabbing, he drove her wild. They flipped positions and he slammed himself deep into her tunnel. Her legs tangled with his. However, they had other REO songs, but not that one!!!....grrrrrr!!! So I sang "Everything I do" by Brian Adams and I went back to the booth, took her hand and told her what i was going to sing, and that i wanted her to go out with me. After that we spent even more time together, only holding hands at this point. Sometime after that we went to Pensacola, FL, about 2-3 hours away for the weekend. Nothing stated or implied about anything. We got a room, and went for dinner came back to the room.