..me. He stared at me while he jerked his dick. Told me to take my big tits out of my bikini top and I did. He watched them as they hung there, my nip... hard. He told me to turn around and to pull my bikini bottoms down. I pulled them down to my knees. He told me to back up until my ass was resting on the windows then to bend forward and grab my ankles. I sat my ass on his window, and latched on to my ankles while my big tita hung forward to my chin. I felt two finger plunge into my pussy and I. Startled by the sound of a key in her lock, Cassandra struggled from her yoga mat, grabbing the nearest thing resembling a weapon she could find. The door swung open to reveal a large man in a scarred brown leather bomber jacket carrying a duffel bag in one hand and a suitcase in the other. Holy shit. The pictures he’d seen didn’t do her justice. She was clutching a crystal lamp in her left hand, but she didn’t catch his interest because she might try to brain him with Waterford. Older now. A couple of my errant shots went into her hair. By the time we were finished cumming on her, we had covered her whole face while leaving some residue in her hair, and still more jizz was dripping down her neck down to her boobs. As soon as I was satisfied, I exhaled heavily and collapsed in the easy chair behind me, while Jessies husband headed off to the bathroom, I think, probably to clean up. As I took a minute to catch my breath and cool off, I sat in utter disbelief at what had just. I then moved up the block, to take in the neighborhood, get a feeling of the area. About 40 minutes elapsed when I watched a car pull into the driveway of the house as I watched. A tall thin guy got out and approached the front door, which sprang open, revealing Allison. They shared an unabashed kiss in the doorway, and I watched as the disappeared inside. Rage welled inside me as I thought of the deceptions, this bitch had wrought. But things were going to start improving for me, and quickly..