“Hey babe” brad said, sitting up and rubbing my backI said nothing, just continued getting dressed“Aw come on, don’t be like this, we had a gr...at time last night……..if it makes you feel any better you made me wear a condom….”I didn’t show it but it was a relief.“Look brad…..it was a one off, I was drunk, you can brag to your mates all you like but you’ll never get the satisfaction of me ever again”It was slightly harsh, but it had to be done. He was that type of guy so I told him straightI was. They're me, just as much as I'm them. If I were analyzing myself I'd say that the dark image is my super-ego, the icy one is my Id, which would make me the ego, I guess." Wow..." she breathed softly, "you're really fucked up, huh?"I burst out laughing, wrapping my arms around Peggy so she wouldn't get thrown off or crushed while I rolled around."Thanks so much for that ringing vote of confidence." I wheezed."At least you don't look like a raccoon anymore." Yeah? Well that's good. I've always. Her large breasts hung down under her and swung with each thrust that Tyrell made of his hips. Each time she felt his cock move inside her she called out and her whole body shook. She looked down past her breasts and stomach and through her open thighs. She could see his strong dark black legs flexing each time he thrust forwards, could feel the bump of his pelvis as it hit her ass. Her pussy was on fire.Tyrell listened and enjoyed each noise that came from Beverly. Each time he thrust forwards. ” Booker interrupted her before she could say anything else. He took her into her arms and put her on all-fours on the floor. He got down on one knee behind her and started to fuck her pussy doggy-style.“Ahh! You wanker – fuck!” she blurted, hissing in pain. Booker was going in pretty deep. “Not so deep! S-slower! Ahh! Haahh!!”“Does it hurt, baby girl?” Paul chuckled slyly as he sat on the floor in front of her. He seemed to be half-erect by then. Grabbing her by the hair, he forced her to take.