I’d rear-ended Mollie’s car a month ago and felt really bad about it too, but she assured me that her insurance would take care of it, so it wasn’t a problem.

It turned out that her insurance company required proof of extensive damage to her rear-end, not just her car’s, in order to get the repairs done.

“Of course I’ll fuck the hell out of your ass,” I said.

After a couple days of brutal ass-fucking in her back-yard, she sent photos to her insurance agent and got her car fixed.

She hasn’t gone a day without my cock up her ass since.