I don’t live here, I just hang out here every once in a while.’ ‘Fighting with the wife?’ she asked just this side of bitchy. ‘No wife.’ ...��The girl friend then?’ ‘No girl friend. Is that ok?’ the sarcasm dripping from his voice. How could she be so angelic and such a bitch at the same time. ‘What do you want from me?’ ‘Jesus! What the hell is wrong with you? I’m just trying to be nice, I don’t want a fucking thing from you! Just let me know when you leave so I can lock the fucking place up.. It felt so good and it wasn’t even all the way in me, yet. I kept going down, his dick pushing further into me and against my walls. His dick stretching me out just felt amazing, so much better than I had ever predicted. I let out a moan as I kept sliding down, the pleasure was killing me.Suddenly, as I kept getting more of him, I felt something inside of me rip. It was my hymen. It felt really painful for a first few seconds, but afterwards, the pain was replaced with pleasure. I looked up to. She was still nestled in the corner of the couch, legs wide open and I was still kneeling between her gorgeous, legs repeatedly driving my rock-hard, bare cock deep inside of her making skin-on-skin slapping noises. She was really getting into this more-aggressive fucking and in approval of what I was doing, she had drawn her legs up to her shoulders and was holding her feet in her hands revealing and offering her sex in complete exposure and surrender. How hot!This position changed the angle. I was just a quiet, private sort of a guy. Cindy almost insisted that I move in with her and I agreed. It was Cindy's outgoing nature that really attracted me to her. After we talked about some of my fantasies, and it became known that I liked being submissive, that twinkle in her eyes really excited me. I felt like I found someone special but had no idea just how special! The bar was really a very nice place. It was well lit and I got pretty comfortable almost instantly. I suppose it was the.