She was . . . She was actually going to do it! The thought was like a hairbrush to my forearms. She straddled me, her back facing me. She looked over ...her shoulder and into my eyes. Her gaze was unchanging; her panties soft cotton, soft yellow, and becoming thread-bare. Her back was a smooth-arch from her tailbone to her shoulder blades. Her lower back concaved to her spreading hips. Although beautiful, the sight evoked senses of peril. Her weight was greater than my face and could pin me. To be totally honest, I was afraid to leave the house. I figured one of two things would happen. The first, being that the past few days were merely a dream, and I would wake up to find I was still at my old home, and had to get ready to face the day as an outcast. The second option was that the insanity of the last week wasn't over. I was afraid I would be married, pregnant, or both by the end of the month. Don't laugh. After everything that has happened so far, I wasn't ruling anything out.. “Uggg,” I grunted and my face buried into his chest. I dug my face deeper feeling the hard fingers. Involuntarily with my arms I grabbed his hand push the fingers hard into my cunt. He slipped another finger between my ass crack and nudged at the pink puckered hole. He slowly started teasing me by raking his fingertips in slow circles over my ass hole until I melts with pleasure.A small sigh escaped my lips—it did feel good. He slowly sliding fingers in & out in my both holes it was a wonderful. She still looked cute and still concerned. On that occasion shegot out of the car and again there was two black men in the vehicle. Icouldn't see them well enough to see if they were the same two as before.The beat up old car was the same, I was sure. Shortly before noon I was relived for a lunch break and I decided to trythe coffee shop. I didn't have any trouble finding her. She movedlistlessly from table to table taking orders and delivering food. I saw,when she got to my table that.