. uh-huuuuuh!" I shuddered as I felt my hard penis sliding against the cool wood beneath me. He was going to make me cum soon, fucking me so good like... that."I love you ... Fuck ... I love you," Mr. Davis breathed, kissing my hair and wanting my lips the way he always did when he started getting close."Ummmm..." I moaned into his mouth as I turned my head for him, letting his tongue fill me. I sucked it frantically, because that was the sort of fuck we had going.He hardly moved in at out of me. "That's good Sandy, but I've really got to get going, or I'm going to be late for work myself," and without waiting for an answer, she headed down the driveway to her car."Sorry, Mrs. D," called Sandy, after her.David was angry when he left the house that morning. In fact, he was so angry that he thought about calling Bonnie's mother again. "What right does she have to complain after everything that I've given her!" he mumbled, starting his car. 'First she tells me that she's not going to make. He bore no resemblance- he was a tall and skinny black guy, for crying out loud- but they still did. He had gotten used to it.“I told you earlier that the front prime was dead, and the trailing traction had failed to engage, right?”“Yeah.”“Well, the rear tractions on the working middle unit just failed,” James told him with a sigh of exasperation.“So we’ve got a total of almost 11,000 potential horsepower,” Matt said, “And only 2000 of it is working?”“Just so.”“FUCKING HELL!” Matt exclaimed.“My. "Hi Wilbur," she said and I stopped and asked her what was wrong.The beers were starting to get to her a little bit and she answered with the whole truth. "Wilbur, I'm big as an ox and twice as ugly. No man in his right mind would even look twice at me." She looked down at her glass of beer and than back up at me and said, "God dammit! I am so fucking lonely I could cry!" Which she started to do with great hiccuping sobs. Tears ran down her face and she grabbed me and began to cry on my.