Chapter 1746 Bet Your Bottom (Anal Fuck):>Ep3

• All wasn't lost, though. Biting her bottom lip, she grabbed her purse and jumped out of the car. Praying that Gene wouldn't come by on his way home from work, she hurried to the gas station. Thankfully, they sold gas cans.
• Eyes darting everywhere like a thief escaping with ill-gotten gains, she headed back to the car with a gallon of gas. The car didn't want to start, and it only fired up after her third attempt, causing her to let out a weepy sounding sigh of relief. She only truly relaxed when she stopped in front of the gas pump, though. Knowing she couldn't leave it in the trunk, she put the plastic gas can she'd just purchased down next to the pump and left it there when she drove away.
• Her secret safe, she only had to live with her already nagging conscience.