He looked down at her chest. Even under her top he could see her breasts moving back and forth as he fucked her. He smiled while he watched and listen...d to her whimper. God how he loved to listen to his little bitches whimper while he fucked them. The only thing that could have been better would have been if her little wimpy boyfriend was sitting in the chair beside the bed watching in defeat like Timmie was in the living room. Harold decided as soon as he was finished with the cunt he would. “Benjamin!” He greeted, “thank god you’re here!”“Morning Mr Daniels,” Ben took stock of all the boxes, and all scrap metal and machine parts that littered the cramped garage. “What uh, what do you need help with exactly?”The old man waved a dismissive hand at the chaos around him. “I’m working on a brand new project and I need all of this cleared away.”“What is,” Ben gestured to the boxes, “ all of this?”“Prototypes, failed experiments…junk, in essence.”This was not unusual. During his youth Mr. Max pressed his hips forward and was surprised to see Jilnar eagerly take the entire length of his modest member into her mouth. She sucked it hard, running her tongue back and forth underneath it as her lips made a vice like grip around it."That’s a good girl," Max voiced with a moan. "Take that fucking cock." Jilnar continued to bob her head up and down the entire length of Max’s cock, deep-throating him easily. She emitted a rhythm of slurping noises as Max began pumping his hips back and. He saw the goal line coming closer and closer, he was almost there.But there were two defenders converging on his path. There was no timeto dodge. He lowered his head, tucked the ball tighter into hisstomach, and charged ahead with grim determination.``Ooof!'' He felt the collision in every cell of his body as all theair rushed out of his lungs. Somehow he kept his footing and lungedahead with his last ounce of strength. He saw the broad white linepass beneath him just as he felt himself.