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"Ooooooh oh fuck yes....Oh god...so damned good. Oh god...Now...I'm going to cum NOWWWWWWWW...."Buffy Summers wailed and shook as her body convulsed in orgasm around the hard cock filling her. Angel O'Reilly panted and continued drilling into her his tightening balls slapping against her ass. The entire car shook and shimmied as he pushed himself into her juicy quim again and again. "Fuck Buffy.......you're so damned..........fuck.....aaah...tight...aahh fuckyes....gonna........OHFUCK...gonna fillyou up baby........HEREITCOMES............."His voice howled into the darkened night of Lookout point as he unloaded his cum into her still clenching pussy, thrusting again and again into her as they both moaned and quivered their skin slick with persperation, moans and gasps of contentment filling the air.

"FUCKING WHORE!!!!!" The door of the Mustang was suddenly wrenched open violently and Spike Devereaux reached in and drug his half naked cousin out into the cool air leaving Angel kneeling in the backseat his wet prick dangling out of his opened jeans his eyes wide with shocked disbelief.

Shoving Buffy against the side of the car angrily Spike held her there as he yanked both sides of her shirt closed over her opened bra and heaving breasts and smoothed her skirt down over her hips, "Why Spike?" Buffy screamed at him starting to pound on his arms in an attempt to get away from him. "WHY?" She screeched her anger overpowering the shock of fear she had felt intially at his livid face.

Reaching back into the car, Spike grabbed her stray panties and shoved them into his jeans pocket. Turning his furious gaze on Angel he ground out," Leave NOW...and don't EVER come looking for her again or I promise you, you WILL regret it."

Angel knew when it was time to head out of dodge and one look at the blazing eyes of the bleached thug told him that now was definately the time.

Buffy sobbed her breath coming in painful hitches as she clutched her shirt to herself, turning her face away as Spike pulled her from the car just in time for it to lay wide tracks in the grass.

Unable to stop herself, Buffy sank to the ground, crying pitifully. Spike watched the car until the lights dissapeared into the night muttering "wanker," under his breath. Taking a deep breath, He turned back to the weeping beauty at his feet and gathering her up into his arms he carried her to his waiting DeSoto saying to her quietly, "because you deserve better than that."

TBC





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