Jatz knows what she is saying. Listen to Jatz.”It is unfortunate that I didn’t listen to Jatz. Had I done so it would have saved me many, many hou...s of worry sitting at home alone not understanding what was happening. Jatz was a smart lady. She had everything going for her and now, years later I often think about her. I have come to the conclusion that it is quite possible that she loved me a good deal and had I asked her to stay with me our lives would have been a good deal happier. Why didn’t. We must have been doing in excess of four miles per hour. I scrunched down in the seat so no one would see me in the car, if you could call it that. "Are we in electric mode," I asked."Nope, that's the motor you're hearing," he said. "We're going much faster than if I was in electric. I stifled the desire to stick my feet out of the door and try to pedal the car to get us going faster, ala Fred Flintstone. Luckily, we only had to go about three miles to get to my apartment. But I swore, if any. An entire layer of thick, salty cum coated her fucked-over face as the lion roared his victory.He leaned over and grabbed her so roughly by her tits that Samantha thought her implants might pop. Even after her throat had almost been broken she still screamed out in sharp pleasures as he twisted her large, dark nipples upward and began stroking his cock with her overripe tits, pumping the remaining semen from his exploding balls. Long strands of semen flew up into the air and rained back down on. Her body shook as she had her first orgasm. “Switch,” she yelled, Mike and I looked at each other for a second and both got up. I took the rest of my clothes off and he sat down next to her. I began to rub her and lick her out. Mike on the other hand, was deeply kissing her and rubbing her tits. As we were doing this, Sharon was stroking his cock. She stood up and bent down in front of him and inhaled his cock. I stood behind her and started fucking her very wet pussy. As soon as I penetrated.