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Tracking them down had been a long and arduous job, but that’s why they pay me the big bucks. I left for home in eastern North Carolina the following afternoon, planning on taking a well deserved three week vacation. The skies were filled with dark threatening clouds when I left around three in the afternoon. I hadn’t been on the road an hour when the heavens opened and traffic slowed to a crawl. Max walked aimlessly in the back seat before lying down for a nap, leaving me to navigate through the maelstrom on my own. I was driving asses my personal vehicle—a specially modified Ford Explorer. It was a good dependable SUV with four-wheel drive, that had been structurally changed to accommodate Max, but even with it the trip was challenging. I had hoped to be at least a third of the way home by the time I stopped around ten that night, but it wasn’t to be. The interstate was closed due to flooding and I had to take an alternate through back roads that weren’t any better. A deputy sheriff tried to give me directions for a detour, but I must have taken a wrong turn in the heavy downpour. It wasn’t until 12:35 that I spied lights ahead on the dark deserted road. I prayed it wasn’t the “Hotel California” as I approached. Those lights turned out to be a diner—Lulubelle’s, if the big sign in anime the parking lot was to be believed. The sign in the window said “OPEN” when I drove into the empty lot. I pulled on my yellow rubber rain parka, raising the hood over my head as I exited, leaving Max in the dry car. The sign said open, but the door was locked when I reached it. Looking in through the windows I could see a woman behind the redhead counter and, peering into her eyes I could see her fear. I was hungry and thirsty and I was getting wet below my parka so I opened the front of the jacket and stood as close to the window as I could so she could read the letters on my shirt. It took a few seconds, but I could see her relief when she exhaled and began to relax. “A Membership Club” has its own set of legal protections. I released Dakota and walked over to my little ebony beauty wrapping my arms around her and kissed her just as passionately. He licked his tongue over that small spot hearing her breathing hard as he did. The view of her lips being spread by my cock was nice too. He was giving me such wonderful bliss. “And truth be told, you were actually like my last resort. “Only for you,” I assured her with a whimper. In fact it was in college that she stopped going by "Susan". Donnie nibbled on her earlobe and heard her release a large breath of air and relax in his arms. I gasped and moaned. My pale, freckled skin gleamed beneath the lights as we broke off into teams to play volleyball. The white fluff of angry winds of snow cuts through my hair, lifting it and throwing it around. I was watching your asses Mom. At first. It takes him less than a minute of fierce masturbation to coat the mirror above the sink with a thick layer of cum. She wore a look of pure ecstasy on her anime face as she grinded her bare pussy against the blonde's.Several feet away from the two women was the source of the noise that had helped to guide James. Over and over that belt kissed my mother's tender ass as she squealed. I gag, trying to swallow what I can. “You can’t do that!” he hissed. “I’ll protect you.” I looked down half expecting there to be mirrors on the floor, but no, just carpet. He redhead half-expected to be greeted by one of her parents, and then realise he had hallucinated the whole thing - but the door opened to reveal Scarlett, smiling shyly at him, and - wow! It is at moments like this that all of what we have to do to get to a moment like this is truly worth it. Only silence answered me. The crickets weren’t chirping their mating calls, the bats weren’t flitting lustfully in the air, and owls weren’t hooting their love across the branches.