I put the milk and the brownies on her dresser and she scooted over and patted the bed. She had the covers pulled up to her tummy and was clutching th...em. She was wearing a wife beater tank top, at least one size too small for her ample bossom. Her nipples were poking through, easily visible even just by the light of the computer screen. She clicked on her apple remote and the show started. She snuggled up next to me, her right legs swinging all the way over and across my right leg, her knee. Sticking two fingers inside her he started moving them around making her arch her hips and again groan out her pleasure. With a smile he leaned forward and started to nip and suckle her clit. Making her cum instantly; sending pulsating pleasure through her body.“Jer Now.”Agreeing Jer stood and stripped himself of his own clothing. Pushing her farther up on the bed he positioned himself between her legs and rubbed his cock along her slit. And without warning he just slammed into her not thinking. She was very much like Misty, tall with long, slender legs and a body that men would kill for.Cole had fell into the girls' trap, was left with a broken heart and came close to loosing his job. She had talked Cole into letting her come to his cabin for the night and she escaped while he lie sleeping in his bed. After that night, Cole made sure that no other girl worked her way into his life or heart ever again, until now. All he could do was hope that Misty really loved him and wasn't using him. With the roof partially crushed, it was dark inside. She smelled the pungent odor of gasoline and saw a puddle of the stuff collecting on the sidewalk, near where she was kneeling to look in. She crawled, reaching into the interior with her left hand, trying to see. "Hello?" she called."My leg is broken!" came the agonized groan of the man in the car. He was lying on his side, which looked odd, because he was lying on the ceiling of the car. His hand reached for her. "I can't get out!" he.