Across the aisle I saw a few items toppling to the floor. A girl in her mid twenties in a short skirt bent down to pick up the fallen cans when my eye... turned and I saw her naked ass. Lots of crinkly black hair was visible growing up her hairy asshole. I was turned on by her big buns with all that hair growing up her crack as I moved over to pick up the Aerosol Cans” or may be I should call it “The Hairy Arse hole”. She looked up and smiled and mouthed a thanks, and I thought she was a beauty. "Quiet night tonight," said Angela to Broadway, who was gliding close to her."Yea, we'll get a brake and get some time to spend by ourselves tonight." He reached out and took her hand.Angela smiled at the thought, and was about to voice similar feelings when... "Help! Someone please help me!"Both of them turned sharply at the sound of someone in need."I guess we'll have to pick up that thought later," Broadway said, and with Angela by his side he dove for the street below where the cry for help. Thats how you do it, piggy. Your hair is fucking gross now… in fact, youre pretty much disgusting from head to foot. Rachel sees stars and groans in pain when he smacks her head against the floor, the hangover pain doubling and tripling, seeming to make her eyes bulge against the dirty, now-damp-again stocking… fighting again the urge to throw up as he wipes up her piss with her hair, back and forth… shes so appreciative when the sickening motion stops she barely registers his scathing comments. The girl’s heart started to race, her legs were shaking as she furiously fingered herself. Not only was she fascinated by what he was doing, she was also experiencing a strong sexual awakening. It was as if it was his finger inside her, she could feel the hot wet tongue licking her, she choked off a gasp as she shuddered with an orgasm. The lovers hadn't been in the room ten minutes. He lifted his head, she held her arms as an invitation. He mounted over the supine woman and rammed his.