My cock was already hard from feeling her getting off behind me. It wasn’t bad, but it was no way to really be a dad – I mean, I did get to take him to school in the mornings and pick him up. “So, now what?” she asked. “What were you saying earlier, on the road?” I asked, to break the quiet. I rolled down until I found a small road to the right, that doubled back to the access road but went through a dark area. I didn’t stop, biting hard enough to send waves of sensations through her as Isa thrusts her hips against my hands. Finally, she let me slip out from between her lips. Breaking them loose required a lot of torque, and my favorite breaker bar/torque wrench combo was sitting in a storage room, awaiting the court’s discretion in divvying up the remains of a broken marriage.
