"Now, run along. Your wife doesn't love you anymore, right Mrs. Sullivan." Yes!" I panted, as my love evaporated away. How could I love anyone when I ...was Kurt's groupie, his woman. "Go away, Sean. I'm with Kurt, now. I don't love you anymore."Sean stumbled off, looking like a destroyed man. I felt bad for the man. I loved him once and I never wanted to hurt him. He just needed to accept the way things were now. Kurt was fucking me harder and harder, my orgasm nearing. I groaned loudly, wanting. I dared her to pinch both and leave her hands down for the next driver to see. She puckered up and glared a mix of “How dare you... “ and “Thanks.”As she began enjoying her own nipple tweaks, we crossed into New Jersey – unknown titty territory. Since her eyes were closed, and she was softly moaning, she didn’t notice. A few miles passed before I told her she may be committing a crime. By then, her rapid breaths and rolling eyes told me she didn’t care. Yet, her scoff law smile said she did.. I pushed you back into the chair, your hands still tied to the legs of it. With your naked body exposed, legs slightly agape, and your perfect tits basking in the sunlight peering through the window you were a delicious sight. “Are you ready?” I asked teasingly and slightly louder than a whisper as my lips brushed your ear. “Mhm,” you moaned eagerly as you licked your lips and opened your mouth. Unbeknownst to you, your wish was coming true. Jordan had been waiting quietly the entire time,. When he was dressed to go, he headed back down to the garage. As he went, he passed by the living room and took a look in. Lana was reading a textbook together on the couch with Linda, who was watching a show on her tablet. Laura hadn't returned from shopping. Pete stood for a moment, wondering if there was anything he should do before he left, but then he shook it off. They would be fine. He chuckled to himself and went to the garage. -- It was nearly midnight when Pete returned. The evening.