Instead I relish in it, I enjoy beeing the slutty girl that your middleaged husbands turns his head after on the street, the girl that mothers warn th...ir kids about. I am free to do exactly what I want because noone exspects anything of me. It is a freedom few have, but we always recognise eachother, a certain look across a crowded bar, a crooked smile shared when others stare at us.So if you shy away from things wild, taboo or just plain illegal, you should'nt read my story. But if you want to. He then said he wanted to see that ass of mine as it looked hot. So I stopped sucking his cock and laid down partly on my side. He got behind me, placing his hands on my ass, massaging it, squeezing it, spreading my cheeks and lightly touching my hole. He made a few comments about how nice of an ass I had and I thanked him when he laid down completely behind me and pushed his hard dick against my ass. I knew he wanted to fuck me and was so turned on I wanted him also. He gave a few more pushes. I was going wild on her, like some dog trying to fuck the bitch. I removed her saree like in a rape scene, and started squeezing her breasts while smooching her,then I removed the blouse and the bra. I thought I saw a piece of heaven there,her nipples were pink. I squeezed and sucked them, she was breathing heavily“It’s yours darling, tear em apart”I bit on it and she moaned. I stripped her clothes till her panties and the I sniffed her pussy over her panties and I felt dizzy, waw. I removed it. ..in school i couldn't stop thinking about him, or his prick with its purple veins throbbing that had given me so much pleasure last night. and he was there standing by the canteen. then he did something weird he came up and said hi to me, something no one had done so far. shit i thought he'd remembered what i'd done to him. few no he didnt he was just saying hi and then well i, thought he asked me out and well i said yes, but no that couldnt be happening, could it?it did happen and yes me the.