. Love? Something else? If it wasn't love, could she live without it? Was she without it now? She struggled to think of a difference between how he wa...s treating her and how someone in love with her would treat her. Apart from that one word, she couldn't think of anything else missing. What did that mean? What if she told him she loved him? Would that change what they had? Her pondering was interrupted when Sean looked at his fingers and said he thought that he was pruny enough and stood to get. I pulled back from the embrace and pulled her towel off, exposing her still wet from the shower body. I pushed her back onto Matt’s bed (at this point I didn’t care where we were) and positioned myself over her and rubbed my cock against her tits; the pre-cum already in full flow, I knew I didn’t have much time left. She alternated between tit-fucking me and sucking on my swollen member. She must have known I was getting close. “Where do you want to cum, Tim, on my tits or in my mouth.” I. "We need to get rid of them," he said and helped me off he couch. A few minutes later me and him and two dead bodies were on the road. James was behind me in his car; I was in a black older Lincoln with the bodies. I felt strange. I was always a loner and now I had an accomplice that I could just count on. I never trusted anyone before, not even myself, but I did trust James. I noticed the safety I felt after a few hours of driving. We almost had reached the lake, but I didn't notice the. I moaned deeply and could hardly speak as I was both driving through the snow as carefully as I could and being blown by the sexiest woman in the world. We were only moments from our meeting place and I knew there would be a good place to stop so I concentrated on the last few moments of driving as best I could. Chloe worked her tongue around the head of my hard cock and slurped at it with her mouth. She slowly slid her mouth over the top licking the head as she went down at a smooth and steady.