Looking up as she entered the saloon, he stood and walked toward her. She stopped and tried to glare at him (without, it has to be said, much success)...and, when he got within arms' reach poked him, hard, in the chest."You knew! Don't try to deny it! You knew what she wanted to talk about!" She stood, hands on hips, looking at him.He shrugged apologetically, "I knew. Janice asked me not to warn you. I think she had several reasons for that." He shrugged again. "I'm sorry. How did it go?"She. Then I jammed the key in the ignition, slammed the stick into drive and squealed out into the traffic. I had no idea where I was going, you understand. I just knew I wanted to get as far away from Liam the asshole, as I could. I’d gotten about six blocks away when I realized I’d probably made a mistake. The rain was turning to ice now, and my predictions about Chicago turning into one big skating rink, were quickly coming true. One more block and a van up ahead fishtailed and slammed into a. He pushed his cock in me and started fucking me hard and rough. I could feel it stretch my pussy apart and I felt like he was ripping me. He had a huge cock too and I remember thinking "now I know where Steve got it". My body started betraying me and I started moaning and screaming and before I knew it I had an orgasm. He told me "now that's how I like it". He told me he was going to cum in my pussy so I would have to sit in it all the way home and think about what I did with his son. After he. I felt his steamy hot breath against my ear as he whispered, “I missed you alot Brad.” He pulled his head back enough to make eye contact with me and for just a moment I thought he was going to kiss me.“It’s good to see you too!”, I tried to respond but my voice caught in my throat reducing my intended reply into a choked and guttural gasp and grunt. My cock had reached its full potentail and was throbbing against something that seemed equally hard.Our close encounter couldn’t have lasted more.