Ms. Lucille had told him what was going on with her, about the ex-husband and the best friend. Knowing females, he figured she was still picking up the pieces and carrying a serious hate for anything with a d**k. He didn't have the time or the patience for that s**t. He liked the women he bedded to have a little more mileage and a lot less baggage. That usually meant they knew the score.
Still, if he could bring her around to his way of thinking, he figured he could give sweet little Kerryanne the ride of her life. His d**k went right along with his thoughts, and he had to adjust his package, which had already been getting jumpy since he got his first gander at her incredible t**s under the flimsy top she wore.
She seemed a bit gun-shy, so he figured he was going to have to treat her w
