Any coincidental resemblance to actual places or persons is just that, coincidence. She got out and went around the front, trying to get to the passenger side fender, but he’d looked around and seen her, turned and advanced quickly. hqporner There’s an overarching event necessitating these encounters. “Wha- what happened?” he asked, immediately standing straight and backing away, his floppy dick withdrawing from her warm pussy. A trail of his creamy cum flowed out of her onto her hood. “Fuck! “Fuck, not anymore,” he answered, checking his pockets and finding his wallet, keys, and phone. This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Love you.Love you too. But Anita could tell he was in a much worse way.
