She stared at me, silently crying as the moments stretched on. “Jessica and I just broke up. “It was comfortable, though. She was comfortable. Now that both hands were occupied, my weight drove her completely flat on the mattress as I continued to ram my hips into her generous ass, luxuriating in the way her pussy seemed to become almost soupy with the combination of our juices. “What’re you doing here?” he asked. She was currently working as an administrative assistant at a box company in Kansas, but the job didn’t pay all that well. “Mmmm, baby. “…How am I supposed to get there?” She asked with a timid note in her voice. The way Jessica ended things hurt, but Dillon had a good point. Did I walk out the door, and you just happened to meet the guy on the same day?
