There are a lot of potholes and stuff, and it makes it harder to walk when you're wearing high heels. When I got to the street I looked back. Jose was...smoking a cigarette and talking to black guy named Ron Ron. If Ron Ron was down there it meant that his sissy, Carla, was out on the stroll too; great, more competition for me if she was.I walked down the street, which was lined on both sides with cars and trucks. There were a few rigs parked too. Most of the vehicles were occupied. Then I saw. She started bucking and her head thrashed back and forth. It felt like my mom was cumming, and I hadn't even started moving yet!"Mom, are you all right?" I said.She looked up at me. Her eyes were beginning to tear up, and her breathing was ragged and shallow. "Yes," she panted, "I am." She grabbed my ass harder. "Now, fuck me! Fuck me hard, Sweetie!" I started moving my hips, slowly working up to a good rhythm. "No, goddammit! FUCK ME!!" She started bucking her hips up to meet mine, twice as. My eyes widened as I remembered just how big he was. Both Courtney and Jasmine’s jaws dropped and they became giddy with excitement.“Stop me when I’ve got it right,” Courtney said, holding her hands up in front of her about six inches apart and slowly widening them. “Guys, seriously, drop it,” I insisted. I was both embarrassed, excited, and confused. I had never done anything like a one-night stand before in my entire life, and to have such an intense one as my very first time? It was a lot to. '"Baby, you look so sweet right now." My rapist grins down at me. I'mtaller than he is with these heels, but a few minutes ago I was five-foot-ten or five-six without these damn shoes to his five-eight.He didn't like that, and for a minute I thought I might get off withjust a blow job as he pushed me roughly to my knees. I know better now."Please, oh please," I sobbed, "I can do so many things with my mouth, Ican, please don't fuck my ass, I can't take it."'I'm not just bragging; I'm a great.