Her sandy blonde hair was wet and hanging around her face in little ringlets framing her blonde eyes ands pretty face. Her big tits were bobbing under... the tight white t-shirt she was wearing, and her tight ass was barely contained by the short athletic shorts she was wearing. It was all Jake could do to tear his eyes away from her jutting nipples and ask, “So where is Anne at we were about to head out?”“She was out of eye shadow and she ran to the drug store real quick to pick it up, she should. She should be railing at me, demanding the return of her self-respect, demanding that I stop fucking Danielle. Instead, she presented her cunt from the rear for me to use as I wanted, and I suddenly wanted what I could see and had yet to experience."I want your ass," I hissed as I shoved my cock fully inside her.Her body stiffened for a split-second before it signaled obeisance."Then take it, lover," she said into the pillow. "It's yours to take." No!" I shouted. "Your ass is yours, not mine. I. "I can see Dave," she was crying too, the doctor had a tear in his eye as well, and when the receptionist came in to see what all the noise was about, she burst into tears!"Look, there's the car park," she pointed excitedly, "And the sky's blue today, it's beautiful, I can't believe it, thank you, doctor, thank you." Michelle." said the doctor as she hugged the receptionist, "Come back over here and let me finish the tests, there still might be some damage, so don't let's get carried away with. "A what?" Sage sometimes had language issues and what she said occasionally was not what she intended to mean."A slut. Linda in marketing said..." She paused, "I mean, she say you could tell me..."Understanding dawned — Linda in Marketing was the office prude. She was Utah born and breed and believed that bread should be white, mustard should be yellow and relations should be for marital purposes only. Linda tended to assume anyone one who had more than one date in a month was sleeping around..