"God damn, I should fuck girls your age more often. This is the tightest bucking' cunt I've ever been in." The leader said as Katie worked the first t...o inches of his dick in and out. "Enough of that shit. Let's see how it feels all the way in."Katie only just registered what was said as he clamped both hands on her hips and brutally pulled her down on his fat shaft. There was nothing fake about this scream of pain. She could feel her tiny tunnel being ripped open by his violent rod. He didn't. He smiled while stroking his cock, looking at me he noticed that I had my fingers underneath playing with my clitoris anticipating him. Moving closer, he pressed his cock in-between my cheeks and leaned over to kiss my neck. As he moved his hips he wiggled his hard cock making my butt feel so good. Then he reached down grabbing his cock and teased my clitoris, and pussy with the tip, feeling the wetness and then slid it inside. As his cock felt the wetness and warmth inside me, it stiffened. We kept meeting on & off over the weekends sometimes for coffee or sometimes for just a snack at a cafe which was owned by his friend.Now the interesting part of this cafe angle was that the owner knew about his and my relationship and I was unaware of the fact that it was so. What I am going to tell you have completely blown my mind when I thought of it after I got back home that day. So it was a Tuesday late afternoon, he called me and asked me to meet him at the same cafe and asked me to. Dwelling in the back of our minds we still knew what went on when we were kids.I drove Sara to school everyday (me a senior, she a sophomore.) We always had great conversations and we never had any problems or quarrels. Every morning, especially during the late spring/coming summer, I would pull up to the side of her house to pick her up for school. She would walk out moments later, and every time I would exclaim to myself how fucking hot she was. She had mid-length brown hair, brown eyes,.