Finally, I want a vehicle that I can use to transport my paddleboard. I have only been able to use it twice since I got it because Brad refused to tra...nsport it for me with his truck unless we got back together.”“That is your paddleboard in your garage?” he asked. “Does that surprise you?”“Not really,” he said. “I never gave much thought to it other than moving the oar to get your garage door to work. By the way, where is the remote control for your opener? You’ll soon need it again.”“I imagine. Maybe we could swap. I'm okay if you want to fuck another woman. It's only fair if I'm going to fuck another guy. Do you want to swap with another couple?"Jeff quickly said, "No. I'm not interested in fucking another woman. I just want to watch you fuck. I know that must sound strange, but that's what I want. You're all I'm interested in."I smiled at Jeff and told him that's more than fine. I added, "I really don't want to watch you fuck another woman, so that's a relief. I'd be okay with it,. I let it ride, if he turned out to be any good I might let him fuck me again. So far so good as they say in the film. “I can still fit into the dress you know” as I rubbed against him. Lee clearly knew his way around women as he delicately unfastened my bra with one hand and little effort, then slipped both hands inside my blouse to caress my newly freed boobs as he rubbed his aroused penis against by bottom. If my nipples were already at attention long before he got there and maybe they told. Hands on my legs and arms. Hands on my tits. One guy grabbed my hand and shoved it between his legs. By the time we got out into the back alley, my blouse was completely open, my body was bruised by countless pinches and grabs and I had about 4 orgasms. Never in my entire life had I been so sexually excited. All those men. All those hands. An old, smelly and revolting drunk came up to me and asked for some pussy. Hank easily shoved the man to the ground and he didn't bother to get up. Hank.