Carmella’s Hard Fuck
Carmella was in a hurry. She was a bit stressed out. The convention that had booked her as a guest artist lecturer had also booked her a signing engagement at a local store almost 45 minutes away from her hotel where the convention was happening, where she was staying. It wasn’t that big of a deal on most other days, but today it was one of the special occasions where it did matter. To make matters worse she had just bumped into somebody’s car at the venue as she was leaving. She wouldn’t normally just drive off, but the damage looked very superficial, a little scraped paint, and she didn’t have the time to find the owner and swap information, not today. It was only as she was on the highway did she realize that …