I gave her little orgasms, but I was going to make sure she had the best one ever. She tried to blow me, but wasn't comfortable in this position. So I...laid on my back letting her get more comfortable. I felt her stroking my cock,and giving it kisses on the hood. Then I felt warm a warm moist sensation as she stuffed my dick in her mouth. "DAMN!!" I said "Where the fuck did she learn how to suck cock?" To my knowledge, she never had a steady boyfriend. Sure she dated, but it was those 2 or 3. I was trying to back away and that made him a little mad. He grabbed my hips and then lifted me up a little and then spread my legs wider and slowly, using his fingers to spread my tight little pussy open, he entered me with a cock that was soooo hot and soooo big I felt stretched to the limit. I cried out and he put his hand over my mouth and he started to rock back and forth a little until his cock was all the way inside of me. My pussy felt like it was being split open but after he. The naturalness was refreshing, part of her image; she never dressed radically, or hot and dirty. She didn't need suggestive clothes to make her statement for her. She could do things with a simple, neat, conservative gown that someone like Madonna couldn't manage in all the lingerie in the Frederick's catalogue. At the last Grammy awards, where she'd picked up three, she'd appeared among all the designer dresses and bare skin wearing a demure cocktail dress that she told the press that she'd. She is kind of a flirt, you know. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s with some guy right now –‘ Cooper cut him off, too angry to remain silent. ‘Shut the hell up, Gallagher. You don’t know anything about Rachel.’ The other man’s green eyes glinted with trouble. ‘That’s where you’re wrong, mate. I know more about Rachel than you’ll ever know. Did you think we’re actually studying at those meetings?’ Growling, Cooper turned to face Hunter. He knew that Rachel would never, ever sleep with Gallagher,.