The gas starter would ensure a romantic fire. Her bath time was a leisurely affair. Clothing was simple since they would be staying in. The yoga pants...and loose, pink cashmere off the shoulder sweater were comfortable and soft. A motorcycle pulled up outside. It surprised her that he had decided to ride this late in the year. It had still been fairly warm some days but the weather in Tennessee was unpredictable at this time of year. They met at the door. He put down his bag. She softly wrapped. "Put yer purse on the table there." He ordered. She did as instructed just wanting to get out of this alive. "Ye know who that boy is?" He asked gruffly." she shook her head no, "Then y'all wouldn't know what he is then would'ja?" He said,Again she shook her head."He's a fuckin' demon from hell that can only be killed by dismembering the sum'bitch or burnin' 'em." You're fuckin' crazy you sick twisted bastard! He killed Cindy you mother fucker!" He cried at the top of his lungs almost in tears. Her nails were digging deeper into my skin as she closed her eyes and started jumping up and down, full-on.“Uugh, uughh…. Aaahhh, …. …. Fuck, fuck, fuck …. Yesssss ….. uughh, aaaahhh, mmmm mpphhh, yes yes yes, Oh Arshad… Fuck me, fuck me hard, like you’ve never fucked before….!!” Her moans and screaming were making me hornier than ever, spreading my hands roughly all over her sexy sweating body.I slipped her to my right side and lifted her left leg high in the air, while rubbing my cock on her. Oooooh, oooh, OH.MY.GOD!" I'd gone from three fingers to one. I was making the "come here" motion with my finger inside of her. This drove me wild whenever someone did it to me and I wanted Bria to experience that ecstasy. I no longer cared about being embarrassed, or wondered why I craved Bria because she was filling me up. Never had I felt so much pleasure at once. It was exciting! I cupped Bria's ass as Gina smacked mine. I wanted to scream "OW" but somehow it only made me want her to dig.