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You know what the worst part is? I believed all the talk! I began to believe I was just a little whore!” She ran out of the car and I chased her down. I grabbed her arm, she swung around and connected with a left hook that sent me falling, I landed on the concrete and smacked my head hard, Lindsey was on top of me instantly , another left then a right . I just laid there, I deserved everything she was giving me and more. If this is what it took to absorb some of the pain I caused, I was more than willing to pay. Her swings slowed, and the unexpected happened, she leaned in and kissed me! Still sobbing she was holding the sides of my face kissing me like I hoped she would have the first day she walked back into my life. My face was on fire from her assault but I didn’t care. I held her tightly as we lay on the concrete. Just then I realized she wasn’t completely lost to me. Lindsey got up slowly; obviously tipsy, I staggered to my feet and held her tightly. “You have to know, I’ve loved you from the first time girlfriend I laid eyes on you, I only let it end because I allowed others convince me it was best for you. And I didn’t think I was the best thing for you.” “I have to go Dale, I have to get up early.” I could tell I had blood running down the back of my head and there was no doubt in my mind I had a concussion. Where we were it was dark and there was no way Lindsey would see adorable the damage she must have done. I wanted to keep it that way but I also wanted to walk her to her door. I was just happy she let me do that. The entire time she just looked at the ground. When we got to the door she still didn’t look at me to my relief. I pulled her in, kissed the top of her head and said good night. I handed her my business card with my new cell number on it, and my room number was on the back. “Call me when you want to talk please, when you’re ready” she stepped inside without another word. I drove straight to the emergency room. I took ten stitches to the back of my head and four to my cheek. They couldn’t do much about my concussion but make suggestions on relaxing and staying away from strenuous activities. I got back to my hotel room at one am and Lindsey was waiting in the lobby. She was just getting ready to give up when I came in. “Where...?” She asked then stopped when she saw what she had done to me. I was still woozy and she helped me to my room. We got inside and I sat down. “I’m so sorry Dale”. I cut her off, “Don’t be, I deserve much worse, I think I got off rather easy.” She just stared at her handy work and looked ashamed. I asked her about work and juicy if she needed to get going. “No, I almost never need to go in, most of what I do is done on my laptop and I work Hardcore from home most of the time.” I asked if I could get her anything, she declined. I told her I probably shouldn’t go to sleep for a few hours, but she was welcome to relax hooker and get some shut eye. I could tell she was exhausted. I walked out onto the balcony and took a seat in the lounge chair. Lindsey came over and sat in my lap. It was a moonless night but the stars were shining bright. We laid holding each other till almost three. Lindsey was sound asleep. I carried her to bed, and just watched her sleep. My head was throbbing but none of that mattered, just watching her sleeping in my bed was all the comfort I needed. I slept on the recliner in the suite. I woke the next morning in agonizing pain, Lindsey was gone but left a note. Candy let everything go except her feelings for Cindy. My dick twitches again at the ‘sir’. She felt enormously sexy in all of it and wanted to touch herself but didn’t both because the satyr would interrupt her if she hooker did that and because she wanted Frank to initiate the next move. “Thanks babe, I can’t wait to see you again.” The next day, we finished adorable up girlfriend the vegetable garden, mixing in mulch with the soil and then planting the seeds. She’s not going anywhere until you’ve each had a go!” Clanged the announcement that Brigitte’s one-stop-shop spread legs were open for business. I bend you over the bed and then I drop to my knees behind you. I turned my head and saw that Monica had stopped her attempts of concealment and was now openly masturbating while watching Sienna suck my cock. What guys weren’t working Hardcore in the area I passed, moved from their workstation to form a line of appreciation with clapping and whistles. Sunday started with a call from grant. He was like the size of a damn horse! What could I do but giggle? We sank to our knees together, juicy Mom clutching my hand. There had begun some kind of sordid cannibalistic eating competition and these two participants were of the highest skilled in their field, bite eat chew repeat, bite eat chew repeat. Her hand slid the zipper all the way down, “Kiss anything you want, Grandad, Andy won't touch me and I've been so fucking horny the last month.