Our eyes met in the mirror I could see the lust and excitement in expression. As he continued to fuck me, his strong hands grabbed my hips and I could...hear the sounds of his cock slamming into my wet, juicy pussy. I then felt him grab a fistful of my curly blond hair and my head snapped back towards him and I screamed out in pain. Then I felt another few smacks across my ass while he continued to fuck my pink pussy real hard…Suddenly, without warning, he pulled out and grabbed my leg and. "I'm going to marry him," she said, unbuttoning her robe and smiling at me. 'But I'm happy to see you, you big bull."I undressed as rapidly as I could, but she was bare first since she was without her stays for a change and just wearing a light robe of some filmy stuff. I pushed her back to the foot of her big bed, admiring her fine body, soft with the fat layer of unsoiled youth lying beneath her fair skin. She yipped as usual, wrapped her legs around me and gritted her teeth."Nobody's been. There's nothing I like more." I did not like the idea of guys in dresses and remember saying that onlyhomosexuals and fairies dressed like that. The next day I wrote a song about the incident in the bar. It coveredJohn's unfortunate phrase and something of my admiration for the nerve ofthe man. Life carried on as normal. I was a heterosexual guy enjoying theearly days of a relationship with a woman called Janet who loved mywriting and loved me and though I struggled to make ends meet we. The first penetration made her tighten again, and I waited until she let go, taking that as silent permission to continue. All the while my fingers were working her pussy long and slow, her juices coating them liberally. I pulled my fingers out, spat the remainder of the lube onto my erection, and then licked my fingers clean. Once my cock was nice and slippery I turned my attention back to her bum hole. My fingers were well lubed too, so I pushed one into her, not stopping til I was all the.