The belt buckle hadn’t even completely ratcheted into the socket when we shot out of the parking space with screeching tires, and I clutched the han...hold above the door with both hands. “Whoa!” I tried to protest, but the air was pushed from my lungs when she swerved, accelerated and braked abruptly through the rush hour traffic. It was dark already, and the street was moist and reflecting the other cars’ lights harshly, making it difficult for me to see the lines on the asphalt. My heart. Once our mouths broke free from the suction, Maggie's chewing gum was now in my mouth. I couldn't believe how wet my pussy had become just from a kiss. The game had ended and now the music was pumping while we were all having a great time dancing, drinking and generally making fools of our young selves. Maggie was worn out from all the dancing and sat down in this huge red chair that was located in the adjacent room, just off the large dance area we were in. She was sitting there fanning. I’ve always admired her from a far and have even masturbated over her mental image. She is over 6’2? in her heels, Blonde, Skinny; overall she is damn near perfect. We have a great relationship, when we play we have begun to switch. I do enjoy having her grovel on her knees in front of me, but my heart truly enjoys being at her mercy (or lack there of). When she tops, a new persona is born. It is devilish, sly, sexy, so confident it makes me want to jerk off right now just. "I'm early ... sometimes..." Okay ... Fuck, you're hot inside," Perry whispered, holding my hips now and pulling me back to meet his thrusts with a dull slap-slapping of our bodies."Hur ... Hurry up..." I moaned, feeling my pussy getting very wet now, the juices flowing with the quick, hard sex Perry was giving me."I want you to come see me," he said, covering my body with his, pressing his chin against my shoulder with his lips close to my ear. "Stay with me ... Next weekend, Priss." W-What?".