After a very quick “bye bye” I left for the parking cellar to find my car. Once inside my car I sat there for a minute or two. I could still feel ...he anger. It was not fair. On my way home I drove by a Seven Eleven not far from where I live. I drove by it but regretted, turn my car around and parked at the shop. I went in and used my girl-shopping-sight and scanned the shop for potential Father’s Day gifts. I was going to buy Kenneth a present and hopefully make Tine the bitch feel sorry and. After one of the longest half-hours she’d ever experienced, Joan finally managed to escape from Clovis. She desperately needed to go to the ladies’ room, so went into the house and, because the downstairs bathroom was occupied she headed up the stairs to go to use the upstairs bathroom. When she reached the second floor she started down the hall and, as she passed one of the bedrooms, she was startled to hear what sounded like moans coming from behind the closed bedroom door. Intrigued, but. Leaving the model shop, i wandered about a bit until i found a comic shop. This unit was really small but was empty of anyone apart from the two sales staff, both young men in their early twenties, both dressed all in black and sporting rings and studs all over and tints in their hair. Goths, i think they call the style. i reckoned that they might be the types to appreciate me so i went in and, with my back to the door, opened up my coat. This time the reaction was more positive than ever and. I stopped and pulled her up whilst she spoke on the phone I bent her over and slid my cock into her wet hole ramming it hard in Carole groaned loudly I can only guess her husband knew she was being fucked as he didn't even ask why she was groaning I grabbed her hips and slammed my rod in and out, Carole said her goodbyes and put the phone down as she begged for more and more, as she orgasm again and again begging for a good fucking this was fantastic sex as it cast my mind back to what it was.