I will not let you go without fucking you hard”His words made me shudder, but i kept pleading with tears. His one hand grabbed my tshirt, tore it, a...d with his other hand, he grabbed my skirt. He pushed his hand up my legs under skirt and gropped around on my legs, and pussy. I kept crying. He grabbed my panties so hard that they tore, but he didnt stop there. he started rubbing my pussy.“Oh you dirty slut! your cunt is soo wet already. what do you have to complain?” He leered.He was correct in. Apparently, Mrs. Dumont had other opinions about the size of penises, if she didn't want to use her husband's. Well, she could have all of the "jumbo franks" she wanted, because Angie wanted a regular sausage, which was safer, especially for a virgin's tight pussy.Angie made herself comfortable, lying on the sofa, and motioned a plea for Allan to come to her, and eat her out. Allan eagerly moved toward her, grabbed her thighs, spread them wide apart, and then began eating her cunt like she. So we approached hilltop and started walking it was damn cold and foggy. I was having a strong erection and was in the total mood to bang her then and there itself.We diverted our path towards some Bushy area. She was wearing a legging and kurta and I was wearing t-shirt and jeans.We hugged each other and when I was progressing to smooch her she resisted later we hugged more passionately as it was very cold in the flow we started smooching like amateurs then it was a proper one with exchange of. I had judged it just about right for in her hand was her forth glass of white wine. After four she was just about perfect, all her inhabitations are gone but she was still conscious enough to know what's going on; one more and she was anybodies.Thinking about my wife and alcohol reminded me of long ago and my elder sister. It was her senior prom night and she came down those stairs dressed like a princess. Later when she came home very late she was more like a fallen angel, drunk out of her.