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Looking in the rear-view mirror to catch a glimpse of what she struck. The car drove normally for a few seconds before it began to shake and fishtail uncontrollably dust flying everywhere. She pulled the convertible to the side of the road the tires rumbling underneath as she hit gravel. She slipped out of the driver's side door and glanced at the rear tires. She grimaced the tires were torn to shreds as if they had gone through a shredder. “What the fuck” she murmured to herself. She looked in in every direction the same sight an expanse of tan leading to a blue horizon geared her. She sat down with her back to the car and bit her lip. Jay looked at his watch. 1 hour and 33 minutes had gone by since he had laid the thin reinforced strand of barbed wire across the highway. He had first seen Sandra when she stopped to piss, gas up and grab some snacks at the Chevron in Rooks Point. When he first glimpsed her, he let out a gasp as Brunette the blood rushed straight to his cock. 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Well, I’m not going to be able to fix this here but I can give you a lift to the tow shop ain’t gonna get any signal out here”. Sandra stepped up pov into Jay's green truck. They drove 5 minutes in uncomfortable silence when Jay turned on the radio. Sandra’s skin hadn’t lost Cum On Tits its goose flesh and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. “Uncle will beat me and Cum On Tits will chase me out of the house. Keep up the idea tattoo that she’s a nice Christian girl, otherwise dad would have a fit. “So that everyone can vent on you?” Her dress below her ass was completely wet and Nadia had a clear view, her butt cheeks were clearly visible through her light pick dress. It blowjob feels so full and good inside my cunt. If she isn’t, where did she go? I could tell she was grieving by the shudder of her breaths, and that grief gave me strength. He was scrambling to cover himself as he yelled back, “Hi Jill. Both slaves nodded. 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