The Brunette got in under the wheel. The third of the 3 tormentors walked to a white Ford Van that was parked across the street. The brunette headed M...sty's car down the street toward the south end of the city limits closely followed by the white van. In reality, they only went about 15 miles, but to Misty, it seemed like a hundred.The brunette pulled the car off the roadway when she came to an area that was suitable to do so. The pull off area looked to have been created by semis trying to. I lost all consciousness of time, of reserve...just kept driving to the pinnacle of necessity.Her back started to arch, her thrusts became stiff...she threw her head back and made a loud gurgling sound before emitting an involuntary squeal.The next thrust I exploded deep with in her...hard ejaculations as if they started in the back of my neck and pulsed down my spine, building momentum until blasting through my cock...forcing cannon balls of spunk into the caverns of her womb.Her body was. He would probably have heard them fucking; most certainly he would have heard Marie’s cries of ecstasy, she was very vocal. “All done are we?” he asked as he kissed her. “Everything’s fine now darling,” she responded. “I’ve learned my lesson.” She turned and smiled at Rod. “He... he’s a good master,” John looked at him nervously. Rod had seen that look before. He remembered a husband who had come home unexpectedly one afternoon and caught him and his wife coming down stairs as he came. Her son opened the door and very much surprised when saw me. He called his mom. She came and shocked with surprise when saw me. I got a warm greeting. Her husband was not there. She said that he was on a business tour and would return after a week.After having a bath and dinner we started chit chatting. After some time her 5 year old son felt sleepy and went to sleep.Then we started to talk about most private matters. She asked about my ex girl friend.“she gave birth to her second child last.
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