“Izzy's full of shit Max,” she said it in a way that made it seem more obvious then a slap in the face. “She probably told you that she was used...or some stupid excuse like that to make you feel bad for her. Isn't that right Izzy?”“Shut the fuck up Ashley I was used!”“You were used at some party that you went to three years ago, it's your own damn fault for trying to hook up with some guy you never met before.”“Don't even lecture me slut. You cheated on your boyfriends so many times that I lost. While she was in the loo my mate told me the marriage was not a happy place and hoped this holiday might ease the tension between them.When the wife came out of the loo she had changed into a bathrobe, sitting opposite me I could see her pussy lips and shaven cunt clearly and nobody bothered. I poured her a glass of wine and as she reach forward one of her tits fell out which never got put back in. I wasn't surprised and my mate made a joke of it, my cock started to get hard but all of us. This provided Jason with the first conclusive evidence that he had indeed gone somewhere but now the question became, where was he now? From the looks of the surroundings it was obvious that Jason had not gone anywhere in terms of geographic location but the missing truck indicated he had still gone somewhere.It seemed to Jason there were two possible explanations for where he was now. The first possibility was that he had traveled somehow into the past or future, or alternately, he had passed. "Come for me Jason. Dammit I want to feel you." Lish, I'm trying to make it last for you." Oh come on! You fuck those girls until they can't walk and you're trying to tell me you are only good once for me? Think again bucko."I chuckled and started moving a bit more aggressively to give her what she wanted."You're right, Baby, but remember I'm not supposed to fuck you silly tonight," I added with a huge smile."Uhh ... uhh ... You ... better ... fuck me ... silly ... tonight, goddammit. We don't.
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