Your hair is a wild mess of curls, your eyes huge and brown, magnified by the tears. But even under the warmth of my palm, your nipples are still hard... a fact I point out with a hard, feral grin. Your resulting cry of "bastard" earns you a palm across your cheek. Your head hasn't stopped spinning before my hand is shoving your skirt up, ripping the satin panties and shoving them in my pocket. Feeling the heat of your barely moistened pussy against the brute force of my invading fingers pleases. After we moved in Cheryl (stepsis) would make it a point to walk around the house w just a t-shirt no bra and her panties barely showing. See this would give me an instant hard on and then would end up fuckin my girlfriend till she was sore from the pounding. I kind of think my girlfriend enjoyed Cheryl walking around like that since she knew she would be getting a deep hard fucking afterwards. Well one day I was watching tv and Cheryl comes walking in just a very small bikini and walks in. Fuck school. Fuck everyone and everything. It’s just you and me baby” he continues to insist more from her as his hand come back to fondle. “Get the fuck out of my car” she said almost calmly “W...what?” He acted shocked “Get. The. Fuck. Out.” She stated slowly, gripping the steering wheel. “We are through” she said. Without another word Jaime got out of the car and slammed the door. He shit it so hard it left a ring in her ear, but it didn’t matter, the weight lifted off of her and made things. Pushing me up to the wall, my breathing increased. You looked down my shirt at my perfectly tanned boobs. You kissed down my shoulder to my cleavage then started to unbutton my shirt with your teeth. This was so hot and I tried to control myself but my hips said otherwise. They started to thrust along with your hand as it moved in and out of me. Once my shirt had fallen to the floor, with your free hand you reached around my back and unclasped my bra, having no trouble at all. My nipples became.