Finally she stood over Alan, her perfect tits heaving. He pretended to notice her for the first time. He turned, squinting, and then gave her a glare....‘I know you,’ he said levelly. ‘You’re that bitch.’ He pushed a surge of lust with the word ‘bitch’. Her head went back slightly, as if she felt it thrust in her. She looked at him, frowning, biting her lip. He shook his head. ‘You don’t recognize me, do you?’ She stared at him. ‘You almost clipped me with your truck earlier.’ Her eyes lit up.. Her skin was warm and smooth as it could be. We talked a bit, and then I got an urge I couldn’t resist. I raised up on an elbow and leaned over and kissed her full warm lips. After a few seconds, I moved back and told her I was sorry, I just couldn’t help my self. She allowed as it was no problem and she enjoyed it. She had never kissed a white man before, as she was from the deep south, and black girls just didn’t do that. I told her it was wonderful and I hoped she didn’t mind me doing. The warmth of his hands on my hips, he takes his cock and with one swift movement plows himself inside me. It hurts so fucking good. We have no desire to be gentle, or slow. This is a true, no holds fuck. I lean back and grind into each thrust, whilst he fucks me harder. I can feel his balls slam against me. My juices are running down my thighs, soaking his cock. He grunts each time he thrusts into me, making me moan out with each one. I come again, and again, still he holds back. He makes it. Since according to you, I was such a bad little girl cock teaser, I didn't deserve to have you as my first, that I only deserved to be fucked by a complete stranger, again the two of you had to over come my struggling, which now, being restrained like I was, wasn't all that difficult, you moved me to where I was in a position to sit on his lap, then began lowering me to what was at least a 9+" fat cock, him with his hands gripping my hips, and you pushing down on my shoulders, you forced my.