I stopped at the corner store and bought another jug of wine, then headed to my room to wait for dark. I was halfway through the bottle when I thought...of the wallet. I looked at it, poked the linings carefully, just in case. Nothing, just that fucking card. I picked it up and read it again. ‘If found, call me, the reward is anything you wish.’ Then just a fucking phone number. Just what the fuck did THAT mean? I went down to the corner pay phone, stuck the $0.35 I didn’t want to spend in and. Each thrust and pulse made her entire body tingle and quake, her eyes still closed. She felt so full, so alive with his sperm deep inside her. At last it stopped and the two men pulled out of her, falling to nearby furniture to rest. ‘Well,’ she said once she could finally speak. ‘Didn’t believe me boys? I told you it doesn’t take long.’ None of them had the energy to reply. Vanessa, meanwhile, still had plenty. It was almost as though she’s sucked and fucked their sexual energy right out of. “Oh, shit. TMI,” he hissed out, “but that little stream will always be special to me, too, Babe.”“After we were married, your Mom told me that she and your Dad knew we would be doing it anyway. We were sixteen, after all, and they had rather we have sex on their property where we would be safe, rather than the back seat of a car on a dark road somewhere.”He just stood staring at his wife for a time before he quietly said, “I never thought they had a clue. So ... can we practice some cherry. He got off of her and pulled the clothes from her unwillfully compliant body. He ran his hands up and down her body, enjoying the feel of her smooth dark skin. He pushed her legs open and began touching her bald black pussy. “I bet you're not a virgin,” he said and forced his middle and ring finger into her still dry hole. “Nope. No cherry in this cunt.” He had kept fingering her as he spoke and her body reacted. He felt her become wet. “What a fucking slut! Even drugged unconscious you are.