This is not the same woman I fucked last night as she walks around the bed dressed in her black stockings and garter belt, continuing to demean me and...make threats. My only thoughts are escaping.I am growing a little more concerned with each passing minute. She can't reach my cock in this position. I can't fuck her in this position. What in the hell does she have planned now? My question is soon answered as she returns from her dresser grinning and cutting the air with a wicked-looking black. In his lane! Someone had evidently not seen him and was swinging out to pass the slow-moving truck.There wasn’t time to hit his brakes. Sam swerved to the right. He could see the truck moving to the left. Maybe there would be room after all. And then it was over. Sam gripped the wheel tightly and took several deep breaths. “That was a close one,” he said aloud, “... an extremely close one.”As he continued down the road, again and again he had to squint through the glare of high-beam headlights.. Jessie slipped her fingers into her waist band and tugged the bow releasing the ball letting it slip away from her sensitive clit. “Are you okay Jessie?” her friend Rachel asked her. “I’m fine, just a bit winded,” Jessie lied. “What was that string you pulled out of your waist?” Rachel asked her panting friend. “Um nothing,” Jessie lied again. “And why are your cheeks so flushed. It isn’t even warm out today?” Rachel drilled her friend. “Look Rachel, you are just too young to understand,”. Remembering the doctor’s earlier advice about the little magic pill that made my prostate deprived cock upstanding for four full hours, I immediately cut off my fuck session and went to her office for remedial correction.I really had not expected the remedy to entail a stretching of my anal passageway and only the fact my partner was a female with artificial equipment allowed me to take it like a man and pretend it was all for medicinal purposes.My generally limp dick was as hard as a rock and.