And she taught me how to fuck her, fore play, eat her out, make her cum. Everything. She never told me no, I fucked her as much as I wanted. It was gr...at. Then one day I saw another man at her house. I peered into the window and saw those two fucking. I got really mad and did not talk to Janet for several days. She tracked me down and told me not to worry as she still wanted me but she wanted other men. We fucked really good and I started to bang her all the time again. Then I saw another man. She was excited beyond her wildest fantasies. Her pussy was throbbing so wildly she could feel her pulse in it. She could feel her juices soaking through her panties now. She was positive there was a wet spot on her salwar and he could feel it as his fingers moved in her most private region. This time his knuckles really rubbed on her pussy slit through the thin clothes and her moan was not so suppressed this time. Is this tight enough? He asked and she nodded, Y.y..yes! Great! Thats all I. He was on top and grinding himself down against my erection. Things were moving so fast that I was out of breath. We barely stopped kissing and touching each other after our clothes were thrown around the room. “A-are you ready?” he gasped softly, looking down at me, his pretty eyes clouded with lust. The only answer I gave him was a sharp thrust into his incredibly tight entrance. The scream I got made a shudder run throughout my entire body and as I maneuvered him under me and held his legs. "Relax your ass you white trash slut."He tried again, and was successful. Muffin bit her lip to keep from screaming in pain. Obviously, the fear of what Bob would do to her was worse than the pain. Tears fell to the carpet as she whimpered."See, I knew a slut like you would like this." Obviously Bob had taken her pain for pleasure, but in apparent truth, he really didn't care about anything but his own pleasure. He increased the speed of his movements. "Come on bitch, start working here. Get.