After a few minutes of me doingall the work to pleasure him, I could feel he was starting to get close,and he started to get more assertive. I got bo...h his hands firmly on theback of my head, keeping me in place and he started taking control of howfast and how deep his dick was going into me. I just let him own my mouthand focused on keeping my throat open to avoid gagging, and keeping mythick lips rubbing over his big dick, and my tongue lapping at it, as itdrove down my throat.I could feel. As soon as I turned to her, I knew something was wrong. I followed her into the great room and sat down.“I don’t know where to start.” she said softly.“It’s ok Beth, take your time.” I responded.She went on to tell me that she had met Lance about six for dinner. She said the conversation began innocent enough, just catching up on what was going on with each other. She told me Lance seemed different. He was not his normal arrogant self, instead he seemed passive and very attentive to her. Then. This was just like that . midnight there was a single car parked about 2 lorries away from me with his interior light on .so , deep breathe , I got out and walked down to the car , the full moon and clear skies lit up the layby , and the sound of my high heels clicking away was a turn on . I walked past the car , he heard the steps and turned off his light , I walked past about 20 yards , turned around and walked back ,, even slower .just past the car , I heard him say something , it made me go. “Would you like to tell me what the hell’s going on Reynolds?” as Paul got closer, I could see that his hand was on his pistol.Keeping my hands on the countertop I replied. “You don’t need to worry about me sheriff. I’m not going to try anything.”Paul visibly relaxed. “Ok, that’s nice to know. But I still need an explanation. Percy Wilcox is out there screaming to high heaven that you tried to kill him.”I took the next 10 minutes telling Paul the short story about Percy’s assault. Paul kept.