Yet again I would succumb to anger, cursing her and Bennington for ruining something that was almost perfect. Then I would feel guilty for cursing Lil...y. I loved her, and that was a burden I would suffer for the rest of my life.Vin came up with the goods. A list of vehicle numbers. He had eighteen of them, and the best thing of all? They were all registered to a Leasing Company. Bennington and his crooked company secretary, who had to be in on this, was claiming depreciation and servicing on. It was overwhelming. He pulled out. We’d been going for well over half an hour – even after I’d blown him. Strangely, he started apologizing, saying he usually went a lot longer. I just smiled and looked up in stunned silence. I couldn’t believe anything could top that. I tried to clean myself up and found a slight tint of blood. I figured he was just so big. We laid together on the couch and he held me, nuzzling into my neck and rubbing my arms, shoulders and back. I hadn’t been held in so. He fucked all the way inside her, his cock totally enveloped by her wet pussy. It hurt so much but she couldn’t let him go, just let her cunt throb and squeeze and pull on his dick. She gasped and moaned as he pulled out and thrust back in, over and over again, picking up speed. Her legs wrapped around his buttocks, squeezing him tightly, her hands draped over his strong back. He moved his hips firmly and quickly, as she slid up and down his thick cock. “Fuck me James. Fuck me hard, I need your. She was looking forward to the evening, asthey had both been too busy with work and hadn't had much time lately foranything past the mundane. Getting out of the car, Megan's short leatherskirt rode high up her thighs, exposing the soft creamy white skin and herfreshly shaven cunt. She stood up, adjusting her skirt and tugging the sleevelessred latex top into place, the zipper down enough to expose cleavage. She hurried into the store, her stiletto heels clicking on the tile. Lookingat her.