I didn’t hold back and kissed him back. He pulled back and confessed that he had wanted to kiss me all week.He wrapped his hand around my waist, and...turned the conversation to my original plans for the night. I must have been planning a wild time as I had to get lube? He whispered that I had planned a night of hot wild sex and he had ruined my plan, as he undid my top jeans button, and slipped his huge hand into my jock to grab my hard cock! “Where were you going?” “I swallowed hard as I. Little by little, I feel something changing inside of me. The will to resist slowly dissipates as you slide your big cock in and out of my mouth. And after ten or fifteen minutes of your brutal face fucking, you stop and slide all but the fat knob of your big cock from my mouth. You take your hands from the sides of my head and look down at me. When I don’t immediately back away, you know you have me exactly where you want me."Suck my dick, white boy," you command.And I obey, timidly sliding my. Her touch made my upper slacks surge."Well, don't plan on getting too lucky tonight. I'm not especially shy, or afraid of, uhh, being FILLED in, but other things excite me more." I wondered what that meant. We traded scar stories, I: a small, deep burn; cuts around a vein; a toe broken in a motorcycle accident; a knife stab in my hand; my broken arm and one I left for last. She: broken ribs, fingers, hand and arm cuts. "There's one more large one, but I can't show you ... not here anyway-. I slipped my hard cock into her slippery pussy and started to hump away. While I did I started to talk to her. This was something I did occasionally but not as a regular thing. My first track was to see if she had any feeling about my friends but no, that was a dead end. When I started on the drunken theme, suddenly her hips picked up the pace and she pushed herself hard against me. This was it, somehow the heroine being drunk was the key, I didn't know why at the time but I decided to exploit.