Then he messed up. He started to try and wrap his legs aroundmy back and tried to make me stay where I was. Bad mistake. I'm nowimp. That's part of wh...y I can't pass. I fought back and freed myselffrom that mess. I slapped him hard across the face at that point. Icalled him stupid and a few other things too. I had to explain to himthat I really wasn't going to hurt him. I just really wanted him tohave the best orgasm of his life. I explained that the picture I loadedwere already on the way to my. The latest was almost a month ago. Someone ran me off the road and into a ditch.’ She looked up at Chase, ‘Do you believe me? The police don’t. They think I’m making it all up.’ ‘Stephanie, I believe you. There is no way in hell that you’d make that up.’ Chase thought for a moment, ‘Have you thought of hiring someone to check into him, to get proof?’ She told Chase, ‘No one will do it. I’ve called three places and all three of them told me that they couldn’t or wouldn’t. He’s the county. And the brief affair, if that's the correct terminology, began.I left Matt's house that morning with my legs shaking, and my mind in a state of confusion. I got indoors, dumped the shopping, and flopped into an armchair.My knickers were soaking from Matt's spunk seeping from my pussy, my dress was creased from being thrown on the floor in a heap, my make-up, or what part of it remained, was smudged, and blotchy.My first reaction was to pick up the phone and tell Matt that I was sorry, and that. I groan and roll my hips, searching to feel more of him. “Please,” I whimper and wiggle, then feel his rock hard dick making it’s way into me. My back bows as he fills me, and when he’s to the hilt, he pushes on my thighs tilting my hips a certain way. This angle is threatening to put his cock in my stomach, but all I can do is cry out in pleasure. He stands at the end of the bed pumping into me, stuffing me with all he has to give. When he pulls back, my cunt is like a vacuum wrapped around.