She talked to her friend Ellen, who set her up with her hairdresser Brad, for a Sunday afternoon appointment at one. Ellen called Brandi at 11 o’clo...k Sunday morning and told her she was not going to be able to go with her. Brandi looked at me with those big blue eyes and said, ‘Alan, could you go with me? Ellen’s hairdresser is a guy and his shop is in his home. I would feel a lot safer if you would go, I will owe you one.’ ‘You know I wanted to watch the football games? I will go with you. "You've got a nice tight ass, that's good." I smiled, "I'm gonna make a gap by the time I'm done with you." At this point, I had felt horny. My mouth was watering when he moved closer, bringing me up to a doggy poistion. "You are my bitch," he smiled, grabbing my penis. "This is a cock, not a penis, ok? When a girl or guy wants you to fuck them, you say, you wanna piece of this cock?' Understood," he asked. "Yes," I said, looking at my cock. It was thick, a 7.5 inch cock, that was hard as hell.. I’m sure the car had something to do with it, but still. Had I not found that ‘alternate path’, I wouldn’t have been balls deep in the gorgeous girl that was screaming my name. “God damn! Don’t stop, I’m gonna - FUCKKK!” she screamed out as her whole body tensed up, almost forcing my dick from her ass as she violently came all over me. She got hers, now it’s time to get mine. I let go of her hair before gripping her hips with both hands. I continued fucking her through her orgasm, quickly. .. I was intoxicated with passion. She rode my erection for a good thirty minutes, comming over and over again. Each time pausing to catch her breath with her arms around my neck. The she looked at me and said: "I should have my feet up, remember my ankle?". I had totally forgotten that we were in my room because she had an ankle sprain. But she only mentioned it then, so I could get on top and get what I needed. After about twenty minutes of oral sex, and about a half hour of passionate.