I just laid my head on the steering panting out of breath and tears in my eyes.{Believe me even now as I am jotting down these lines my hands are trem...bling and tears are in my eyes as I recall that day. Believe me I’d never been so furious in my life till date as I was on that day.} I don’t know how long I sat in that state.After calming my nerves a little I checked my location and found that I was at Marine Drive just outside Lazeez Bar and Restaurant. I’d driven a cool 45 km away aimlessly. I. “what?! who are you?! why are you doing this?!” she screamed, half into the pillow shhhhh” he said once more. he grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him. she knew he was about to fuck her again, so she fought. she started kicking and trying to turn over. he started hitting her everywhere he could. he then remembered his knife. he opened it, grabbed her hair, and pulled her head back, putting it to her throat again.She grasped her hands around his wrist and said “please! no!” thinking he was. “Better get those wet clothes off or you,ll catch a cold” he advised me. “I’ll put them in the tumble dryer. Till they,re dry put this on.” He handed me a dressing gown. Feeling strange I stripped out of my wet things my cock stiffening and standing proud in front of me which Ted Didn,t miss. “You have a nice cock. Joe.” He complimented me. “Thanks” I gave him my wet clothes and then put the Terryknit gown on to cover my nakedness and sat on his couch. He put my clothes in the dryer then. “That’s more like it!” “Well, then what do you think of this?” she answered and dropped her sports bra onto her already discarded shirt. Bo smiled and looked back up at her, but she quickly cupped her bare boobs in her palms, barely containing her pliant flesh. Myra smiled back at him. “Hey, no peeking!” “Okay, okay. Have it your way,” he said, no longer complaining. At this point, he could only see up to about her knees, so when her pants dropped and were quickly followed by her panties, he.