Roy decides to leave

Roy finds his clothes on the ground. He dresses quickly, keeping an eye on Brie. She doesn’t make any attempt to run. She just kneels down next to the car crying. A tiny puddle is forming on the ground where his cum is leaking out of her.

‘That’s hot,’he thinks . This thought is followed by another, ‘focus man, you need to get out of here.’

He finishes getting dressed and fishes his car keys out of his pocket. This gives him an idea. He walks over and opens the front door of the actresses fancy car. After a minute of looking around he finds what he’s looking for. He closes the door and walks back over to her.

“So I know this day hasn’t turned out like you thought it would,” he says sarcastically, “and I hate to add more to that but I need to buy myself some time.”

He then jingles her keys. The noise makes her look up with surprise just as he flings his arm behind him causothe keys to go flying into the empty field behind him. A look of horror flashes across her face. She looks like she’s about to cry out but the only thing she can muster is a defeated squeak.

Laughing at the expression on her face, he walks over, leans down, grabs Brie’s chin and **** his mouth onto hers. She makes no attempt to resist as his tongue flicks around inside of her mouth. He does this for a few seconds before pulling back with a wet slurp. He watches a trail of spit going from her lip to his. It breaks and lands on her chin with a tiny drop plopping onto her left breast. Roy licks his lips and looks at the actress.

“I can’t speak for you, but that was amazing,” he says, “I’ll see you around. Thanks for the memories.” He stands up. “Oh, one more thing. Be sure to take care of our kids.” He chuckles as she looks at him with a fresh expression of horror on her face. He starts to whistle and walks back to his car. He gets in, starts the engine, and drives off without looking back. All the while, whistling to himself.

Brie kneels on the side of the road next to her car staring blankly across the field. She looks over to see Roys car disappearing on the horizon. With a tired sigh, she stands up on shaky knees and opens the back door to grab her clothes.

‘First things first,’ she thinks, “I need to get dressed. Then I guess I have to go hunting for my keys.’