I watched you play the whore to Henry. I saw him use you like the little cunt you are. He lay there, while you pleased him. I saw you be a be the bitc... you know you are. I am tired of being ignored by you! I am,” his voice louder and more intense, “sick to death of you and I am going to teach you WHO I AM!”With that, the memories come flooding back like a wave washing over her. She sees her cheeks rise slightly as her lips curl in a devious smile, “And just who are you?”“WHOAMI?” yelling so. Your eyes roll back, your toes curl, you exhale sharply and as my dick slowly snakes deeper into you. I kiss you deeply as I reach under you ass with both hands gripping your cheeks as I pull my cock into you all the way to the balls. Your tight pussy is milking my cock with every stroke. Your swollen clit is getting banged with every deep stroke. I release your ass and scoot you towards me then place my hands behind you knees pushing them into the cushion by chest. I arch forward and snarl. Seeing my smirk she flipped the back of her skirt up so I could enjoy her sexy panties as well.The weather was changeable and had been raining earlier so wearing coats would not look odd. Sally Anne passed me the black PVC coat I had bought at the same time as the rest of my outfit and I slipped it on. It was the same length as my skirt and the shiny black material looked very sexy. Sally Anne put on a short tan coat with a fun fur collar. I looked at the length and judged it would cover her. "YES!" whispered Brian. It looked like this was going to be a good show. She undid each button, first exposing her cleavage, then showing her entire upper body, except what was covered by her bra. Her tits bounced up and down when she threw her shirt onto her bed. All that glorious cleavage, Brian decided this would be a good time to take out his dick. "OH YEAH" he said quietly as he began stroking it. Stacy then reached down to her skirt. She began to pull down on it, but since it was a little.