Suddenly he moved over and started kissing me! He was tasting his own spunk off my lips and in my mouth. DJ would NEVER have done that and it just got...me so turned on. Sarv unclipped my bra with one hand and my big pale brown tits were free. He took a bit of the spunk that had landed on my cleavage and started spreading over one dark nipple. Then he sucked it back off and swirled his tongue over it and bit it gently. He carried on doing this for a few minutes before I felt his hand work its way. One night I was sitting at the bar watching Bea's fine ass wiggle as she walked back and forth behind the bar when the back door opens and in walks a wet dream; long black hair, sparkling green eyes, and a body that most women would kill for. This vision walks to the end of the bar, sits down on the stool next to me, gives me a thousand-watt smile and says,"Hey sailor. Buy a girl a drink?"For a couple of seconds I just stared at her. I'm not a bad looking guy, but I've never been the sort that. I opened the valves on all of them and the pressure gauge needles perked up about halfway. Back inside I followed Dustin’s instructions for starting the furnace and the generator, and lighting the pilot lights.I climbed to the roof and swept snow from the solar panels. Back inside the furnace had already taken the chill off the place. “Feels warmer already,” I remarked.“Yeah,” Andrea replied. “I can’t see my breath any more.”Dustin’s camper was a good sized one -- not the sort you could haul. "aaaahhhhhhhh fuck!" I shrieked. He had a condom on. This jackass had planned it out, knew what he was doing. He was obviously someone I had blown off earlier. He was relentless from the start. Full, hard strokes; he was out for revenge. "Bitch gonna learn today" he said. I was shrieking with each pound of his dick in my snatch. It hurt every time he hit my cervix. I wanted to get fucked so I didn't offer much resistance. An occasional "fuck you asshole" or "mother fucker" would come.