"Can we give you a ride?"As much as I wanted them to, I knew that I couldn't. Ronnie would be here any minute to get me and I'd better be here. Gracio...sly I declined, opting to wait for Ronnie. Even after I got home from the casino, he still beat my ass, careful to avoid my stomach, and left me black and blue over most of my body. That was just a warning, he informed me.I noticed a truck coming down the street and stood, leaning against the cop car for support. "I think my ride is here," I told. Given our height difference it was a real challenge, but for the last day or so, this fantasy was building up inside my head. I took my shorts and underpants off at once and stood in my shirt and flip flops, sporting a raging boner. I put one hand on the wall, slightly touching hers. I lifted up her dress to see her awesome white ass, free of underwear. I moved in, spreading super wide to compensate for the height. I aimed my dick and finally found her pussy. I penetrated in a swift movement.. She noticed that the rest of the group seemed very comfortable in their attire.Soon, Megan joined the conversation, confessing that when she got home last night she woke her parents up to tell them what a great time she had."I talked with my mom and dad for an hour last night. It was the first time, in a very long time, I sat on my parent's bed and talked with them. I hardly ever go into their room, let alone talk with them about anything." Megan said.Lisa had left her camera at Jack's house. She and her husband were separated. They had been having trouble for a while and decided they needed a break from each other. He moved out, she kept the kids...two boys, 6 and 4...and tried to figure out what to do next. I offered my condolences and best wishes when it happened..."Would you like to meet for a drink? I'd love to see you again and all this typing gets to me after a while" she said. I agreed and we chose to meet that weekend at a restaurant halfway between our homes...she.