Just pound it, fuck me hard and fast.I did, I really went to town bottoming out in her with each thrust. I don´t think I could have gone much faster ...r harder. My balls were squashing on her with each thrust into her.As my finger was running around her ass it slipped in up to the first knuckle.That was enough and she started to buck and shake all over.She was screaming and shouting again. “of fuck im cumming again”“don´t stop, and shove that finger in a bit more”by now I was struggling to hold. * * * * * The cab driver’s name was Randy as Barbara found out as they sped off into the city talking to each other while driving through the downtown area. Randy knew exactly where to go to get Barbara more of what she wanted. There weren’t many women like Barbara in the world. She was one in a million seeking the wild times and kinky adventures. Randy’s friends were in for a real treat tonight. It was almost midnight now as Randy parked the cab in a narrow alley off a deserted street next to. On this perticter day I was feeling the heat for sure, lucky we had a pool so I dove straight in, dad was upstairs sleeping and mum had left us some time ago so me and dad share the houseload load, I loved to feeling of the walk slashing around, water in my hair running down my hot boy bod.As I sat and relaxed in the water, my boy dick grew harder, I imaginedone of the popular jocks from school swimming in the pool with me, his hot six packed rippedbody moving closer to me, his massive manhood. We end up with both of them in bed with us at night, but Harv's usually there when we crawl in. He hauls his cat butt until he determines that things are quiet. Bobby sneaks in later, leaves immediately when we wake up. She's almost like a ghost cat when Barry's here. Something about me, though, tells her that I'm safe. I have her perched on my shoulder, purring, while I sip my coffee.Ol' happy, goofy Harv is on the arm of the recliner.Assessment. I don't have a hangover or any of those odd.