wishes she did'nt

First day I knew the road was going to suck! I saw this woman, and damn it, I could not stop thinking about her. I saw her peeking; and that is not some chinese dish. She glances at every opportunity and wishes she did'nt. I can speak all day long here because I peek at her and she catches me eyeing her milky white legs and her wonderful ass. She tries to deny that too and she is going out of her mind avoiding me; as if I were a fucking mook or something. She thinks losing herself in one giant orgasm after another mixed with laughs and giggles would not allow her to maintain her tight ass lifestyle she worked so hard to attain. A discreet affair would hurt nobody. Besides, imagination only gets one so far. It misses the sparks and fluids that fly in the throws of quality screwing. LLc 98.2