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Rear Ended by loyalsock
Date: 10/22/2016, Categories: Anal Hardcore Author: loyalsock
... opened her purse and began digging around inside. "There's six hundred, seven hundred, eight... About eight hundred and fifty dollars, ok? Please, just take it! I can't go through insurance, please! You really don't understand!" "$850, huh?" I observed the back of my van again. There was a good bit of damage. "Outside of the fact that it's i*****l to not report it, I doubt that's going to cover it." She looked at me for a moment with her lips pouting. She adjusted her posture slightly and smiled a hopeful smile at me. "...Well, I'm sure I could find some way... to make it... worth your while," she finished, twirling her hair with her fingers. I burst out laughing. "Oh, honey, I get all the ass I can handle. Let's just cut the crap and get the info exchanged, ok?" "Do you really?" she asked huskily. "Do you really get all the... ass... you can handle?" She turned slightly, displaying more of a profile to me. She trailed a hand lazily across her hip, cupping her out-thrust buttock briefly in her palm. She had a nice ass. I had to give her that. Was she offering anal? I hadn't fucked a girl's butt in some time... My cock stiffened a bit at the prospect. I did some quick mental math. $850. And a butt fuck? Hmmm, that offer seemed quite tempting indeed. I fixed her with a pointed gaze. "You'll let me fuck you in the ass?" She grinned and giggled coyly, gently biting her index finger. Holy shit, this slut had met me ...
... about three minutes ago and was now offering up her butt for the fucking? What a fucking bimbo! For some reason, this made my cock hard as fuck. She was married, huh? Well, this guy had to know what he'd landed. If he was gonna trade vows with some bimbo anal slut, it wasn't my issue. "Ok, then, bitch," I grinned, "Gimme the eight fifty and I'll fuck your ass for the difference. You better take it good, too; I'm taking a hell of a risk not reporting it." She rotated her hips suggestively. "You got it, stud." "All right then. Into the van. Let's get this done!" "Right here? In your van?" she giggled. "Fuckin' rights! Bing, bang, boom, we're done and we can get on with our day. I've got a service call to be at." "Ha ha, you got it!" she smiled at me with a twinkle in her eye. I led her to the side door of my van, and she climbed in eagerly. "I'm a little bit excited!" she breathed. "Are you big? Do you fuck hard?" "See for yourself," I replied, closing the door and skinning out of my coveralls. I whipped my shorts and boxers down, and my prick sprang free. Three-quarters stiff, it bobbed in the air at six inches long and lengthening. Her face lit up and took on an expression of desire. "And yeah, I fuck hard." "Oh, wow, looking good so far! Can I get my mouth around that?" Holy, what a whore! This bitch was some kind of a nymphomaniac or something. "Suit yourself!" I leered, ...