Just be gentle...I want you to fuck me, Larry"! Me fingers are right up her gash now, so I pulls 'em out an' I cup 'er arse cheeks an' she lift her le...s an' I push 'er back against a tree an' me cock is all veiny an' angry an' it presses against 'er hole an' I give a little thrust of me hips an' she cries out, "Ooh! That's it Larry...that's it..."! I push a bit harder an' then me knob is suddenly engulfed as it forces its way up 'er cunt! She's bitin' me shoulder but she cries out as I push me. “I was just telling Fi here that we should all head back to our apartment, we had some beers in the fridge we could certainly use some help finishing.” Melissa told the guys“Fine with me” Brad nodded, and wrapped his arm around Melissa’s waist. Fiona looked to Richard and flashed a shy smile before scooting behind her friend and out to the street. When they reached the apartment, Melissa went to the fridge and came back with the Yuenglings. Fiona cupped hers nervously on the couch between. “A shower will feel really good.” “Sure will, but I am going to wait til 8:30 to take mine. I like to go up and sit in a chair in my bedroom and watch the sunset through my window before I clean up.” My god she has seen me. I had trouble speaking. “Well I am not going to wait, I stink too bad.” She laughed. “Don’t have too much fun tonight.” God she really does know. I couldn’t get that thought out of my head when I walked through the kitchen, kissed mom, and headed upstairs. She knows. She. “What is it you want young lady?” Said the officer firmly and Tracey just looked at her with slight dismay.“I…………. I’m sorry. I just want to go home now and forget this ever happened.” Tracey was very keen to forget the evening. Tha party at her friends had been okay. Well okay, inasmuch as her boyfriend dumper her at the party to go off with that slag Sheila. An image of the skinny blonde with spaced out eyes crept into Tracey memory quickly followed by Sheila on her knees in front of.