With each stroke going in deeper. Until I had my full length inside of her.Now we were fucking like animals. Wild and hard. I was ramming her with my ...ull length in and out. She was in her muffled moans. We both were enjoying to the core when I felt the light coming into the car just got blocked. Or as if someone was there outside. I froze.I saw from the light outside a homeless man standing out and watching us. But she was almost nearing and she screamed at me, “Don’t you dare stop now.” and. . It was a night spent mainly on the dancefloor, dancing with the girls and flirting with the guys... being a 'mixed' fetish crowd, some 'read' me straight away... some didn't and I had to tell them... but all were happy to keep on dancing with me… some much closer than others though.I didn’t really go out on Friday to ‘pull’, at least not at first. I did have some attention from two guys over the course of the night... both older, burly, straight types... and I guess if I have a ‘type’, it’s. He told my friend he wasn’t mad, but that he was just trying to figure the whole thing out... My friend didn’t reply, but he sent me a message. My dad couldn’t get back into my account, so he couldn’t see it. But that was how I found out my dad had discovered what his daughter thought about him. I was horrified but also relieved. I told my friend that he could reply to my dad if he wanted to, since I was going to have to talk to him about it anyway.After a week or so of me talking openly with. The distraught young student usually wrapped her head at night to prevent this issue. But the tiny fetus, the baby pulsing, twitching, and growing inside her came to the forefront of her thoughts. “MADDI!” She flung her arms around her friend and sobbed.Maddi sat to embraced Savannah, rubbing the crying girl’s naked back as her frame trembled. Her nimble fingers worked up underneath the tufts of matted hair to caress the tense muscles in Savannah’s neck.Savannah arched her neck backward and.