She resisted a little bit, but it seemed more for show, as she did not really attempt to stop me. Once I had her hands tied, I flipped her around and ...pulled her legs over my shoulders. She had an amazingly delicious looking pussy and it was time that I made it my property. Reaching down between her legs to check her state of arousal, I found her dripping wet!Without giving her any warning, I rammed half my cock into her wet pussy. Then I pulled it out. I waited a few moments, letting it dry. His butt was in full view and I quickly found myself daydreaming about hitting it. All to quickly, he turned around and apparently said something. I was lost... "Serge, are you ok?" he asked as he lowered himself to my level. I jumped and dropped the pen. "Hey dude, you alright?" He continued. 'Dude' was what he called me. Wow!"I'm sorry... It's... I've been... I've been thinking about some... Did you say something?" I stammered."Oh..." He squinted his eyes as to let me know that I was a weird. Don't do anything without thinking about it first. But the ring? The ring terrified her. She tried to imagine his pain, his thoughts, and his anger. She had wounded him deeply, and she didn't know if she could make it better.She had tried to keep things normal that morning. Brent was usually up an hour before the children and would be gone before they rose. For once, she was grateful. There were no explanations to be made. It was a Thursday, and she dreaded Saturday, or for that matter, the. So, the plan was to point the car south and see what was to be seen on the road. His idea was to keep going until the car gave out, then see if there was anything more interesting and rewarding to do with life. He calculated he had a couple of years before he had to worry about money, so why not take a chance? Besides, our hero was sick of being the quiet accountant, measuring the alternatives and checking everything meticulously. He was determined to start over again and find out what life had.