"You're right, Bemma!" Giggling, she wandered off to the nearest table, catching it before her drunken imbalance sent her to the floor. Trying to focu... her eyesight on the table lying inches from her nose, Myva raised her hand to the occupants of the table."'Scuse me you fucking delightful bitches. But do you wanna fuck?"When there was no response, Myva growled, still unable to raise her head and get a look at the rude patrons. "I asks you if you wanna fuck?"Myva felt a pair of strong hands. Fucking pound it.' She looked him straight in the eye 'I need you to pound it.'He said nothing as he shoved his cock as far as he could into her pussy. Even with the effort, it still took a few thrusts before Hayley's could see the cock totally disappear inside her. She had never felt so full, and her body began to sing as another orgasm rose up within her. 'You like fucking my brother, you little slut? You like it don't you, his big cock filling you up. He's mine bitch' said Donna. The closer I got, the hotter she looked! Let me describe her for you - I’d say she was about 5’4”, maybe 130 pounds, with curves in all the right places. Her hair was strawberry blonde, she had a very light complexion, and she wasn't wearing much make-up. She didn't need it. She was a natural beauty. I’d be remiss if I didn't tell you how she was dressed. She wore a simple white silk blouse, and she’d left the top three buttons unbuttoned. Also, because she wasn’t wearing a bra, a lot of. I pulled it up the sides of her bare thighs, over the swell of her hips, until I could see the black silk that covered her beneath. I dropped to my knees slowly, and brought my head down as far as I could. My tongue ran up the back of her thigh, over the salty, sensitive skin on the back of her knee…up, up, higher and further…so slowly. She was breathing very heavy, now. I wasn’t sure what to expect when I hooked my fingers into the waist of her panties, but whatever I would have imagined.