On the way back the same red SUV came out from around the corner and stops. He rolls down his window and starts to talk to me. I really did not hear h...im I didn’t know what to say back. The lights from the street were right behind me. I smiled and wave to him. He was about 50 or so years old, nice looking; he looked like a nice guy. He asked me if I needed a ride. With my hopefully best gurl voice I tell him, no I was jest out walking. Then he gets out of his SUV and starts to come over to me.. I want Fletcher to suffer as much as my daughter has suffered from his cruelty. Please kill him as slowly as you can so that he will suffer some to make up to what he has done to other people.“You know that Joan will never get married now that she has been raped. No man will have her because she is damaged goods. You know that is the way things are, I know it, and Joan knows it. It galls me something terrible that Asa Fletcher ruined an innocent girl’s life and went away laughing about it. I. He pulled out and I immediately felt the loss but then he slammed it back in and I nearly came from it. My eyes rolled back as this older, stronger, black man fucked me like a girl, face to face and slowly, lovingly kissing me as he plowed me a new pussy. He reached between us and began playing with my cock and balls for hours, or minutes, or maybe days before he pulled out, rolled me onto my stomach and dragged me back until my knees fell off the bed and my ass was exposed to the cold air of. Was she alone or did she have my wife with her. I froze.Just as I got close to Marie's car two naked feet planted themselves on the rear side window. The sounds of fucking were audible even with the windows closed. Marie had been married to a good man, Cass Wills. I doubted that Cass had come back to fuck his ex-wife in a bar's parking lot. I moved closer to the car. I heard the woman screech. It wasn't Marie; it was Jennifer.My heart sank. My marriage was over; that was a fact. I just had one.