Maybe I hit her, or she runs into me but in any case she is tough and doesn't flinch. She is still looking me straight in the eyes, with a smile.– S...e? I didn't cry!There is that fierce tone in her voice. She comes closer to me.– Now take me! Hard !I am turned on. She seems to love being treated roughly. Now I am hard and I want her. I want her bad. She seems so open. In every way, sexually, emotionally. She likes being dirty and accepts that aspect of her personality. She is looking for some. He matched her rhythm, burying himself to the hilt, then easing back out until only his cockhead remained inside her velvety passageway. He pushed himself back inside her, filling her up again with his full length. With each stroke, she rocked a little faster, and he maintained her tempo, until they were pistoning against each other at breakneck speed, Ted’s balls slapping against Denise’s ass. She had insured her possession of him by wrapping her legs around his waist and clamping him deep. Along with the copious amounts of chatting was rather a large consumption of lager and due to the fact that I hadn’t yet eaten that day I was feeling rather light headed. As we were talking I was becoming more and more desperate for a pee, but didn’t want to break the conversation just in case she decided to go. Eventually I had to give in but realised I didn’t know where the toilets were. “Don’t worry” she said “it’s miles away. Just go in the woods it’s fine. Actually I need to go too so I’ll. . . I grabbed the front of your jeans, and practically ripped off the button getting it undone, and only half unzipped you before I was yanking your pants and g-string down. I looked up to see your eyes in the wall mirror staring at me intensely, and I spit in the palm of my hand and lubed up the head of my cock."Fuck me, fuck my pussy!" you said in a half-strangled voice. "No." I said, and your eyes bulged as I spread your ass wide open, and slid the head of my cock into the opening of your.