She had a rather large, long pussy and I began by pulling it slightly open and kissing her right in the center. She was more aroused than I thought, a...d already very wet. I ran my tongue across her slit and closed my lips around it, as I tried to lick her nectar out. She tasted nice, almost unremarkable, very light and unobtrusive like pussy.The audience got very quiet, and only now I realized that I knelt with my butt towards them, and everyone could probably see right into my pussy. At first. I wouldn't come down here on a Friday or Saturday night, nor on a Wednesday when there's football on at Ninian Park - too much chance of getting into a fight!"We passed a couple of men pissing in a doorway, and another throwing up against a telephone box. We hurried past, and slowed down to eat our doners when we entered the more open and better-lighted area of The Hayes.We found a rubbish bin to put our paper wrappers in; since the IRA had taken to hiding their bombs in bins, many had been. ” “But I’ve never done... “ Karl smiled. “You were never unfaithful until you met me,” he told her. “I bet it never even crossed your mind to fuck a man like me did it? Now look at you.” She laughed. “Now look at me,” she giggled. “I’m a right little black cock slut aren’t I?” Karl kissed her again as he slipped his hand between her thighs. Claire opened her legs wide for him. She wanted him again. “So?” “What do I do now then?” Karl smiled. “Do what that wife of the couple who manage. But she forced herself to admit that in addition, he had overpowered her by his self-assurance, and his crude masculine way of dominating her. Again she felt a tingle chill her spine as she recalled his roughness with her, his complete disregard for her expressed feelings. There was something perversely exciting to her, she acknowledged now as she finished her coffee, in the way he had treated her, even abused her.There was little pinpricks of fire niggling between her legs and she realized.