. up... to? " I smiled back, a nervous smile, with a curious look. "Pass the trash or keeping your card, Damon? Ace's are the high card." Hmm, believe... I am going to pass this trash on to your husband. He deserves much worse for being an asshole, back in the day." And I am passing his trash over to you, babe. I'm feeling pretty confident that you will be taking this next shot." You don't have to look so pleased at my expense, babe. Lucky for me; however, this is my last shot. See, bottles are. "Wantto grab a quick cup of coffee?" Absolutely," Brenda replied.The women walked over to Heather who was looking through some sexynighties."Baby... Brenda and I are going to go catch up. Do you want to meet atthe shoe store in let's say... half an hour?" Cathleen said."Sounds great," Heather replied. "Good to see you again, Brenda," sheadded.5 minutes later Cathleen and Brenda were seated at Starbuck's."So?..." Brenda said, leading."Brenda, I have never been so happy in my life," Cathleen. I can't keep that pace up too long, I do not want to come yet. My pace slows as my hands search to squeeze your tits, play with your nipples a little and rub your clit as I continue at a more subdued pace. As my hands move to your ass I hear that little laugh that tells me exactly what you want. You feel my hand move across your back and down to tease your ass and rub it a little. I rub that beautiful ass of yours and you love the feeling of having my cock inside you as a well lubricated finger. Id you want to drive around and look, you can be my guest. Please do.” This is your fault anyway, you stupid bimbo bitch. You’re the one that left the door open. And the posters aren’t gonna do any fucking good, you idiot slut. Because your stupid fucking dog fell into a hole in the woods, and if it isn’t dead by now it’s got a long way to suffer before it does… The scouring language of his thoughts sent a shudder through Roy’s body, curdled the contents of his stomach. Something is wrong with.