I could vaguely see the sharp features of his face close to mine, but most of all I could see those vivid green eyes. No, no, no… Alex chastened, c...early amused. You need to kiss me back, or this wont quite be as pleasant as I planned. I could still feel where hed slapped me. My cheek seared with pain. I looked at him defiantly, having already decided not to speak. I kept my lips pressed tight, feeling the backs of my eyes grow hot as the tears threatened to brim over. I kept them open. Then we started talking about sex, girls, guys, whatever. It was right then that the phone rang, and it was Sandy, asking what was taking us so long. Billy told her he was waiting for someone to drop off some weed, and we'd back back in a little while.We then continued our conversation....and as we were talking and looking at the pics we were both getting turned on. I told Billy that I had some experience with other guys, and he told me he also was into guys, and girls. It was at that moment he. My sandals made no sound on the concrete as I did the Slut Strut, placing one foot directly in front of the other so my hips swiveled. Jesus, what the fuck else can I do to signal I wanna be violently fucked???Men passed by. I smiled at them demurely, but most of them were clearly nervous. And look, I get it, okay? What I seek is risky for a man in this day and age: Grabbing me, dragging me into a nice, dark spot, hearing me say "No!" and "Stop!" and then taking me anyway is not for the faint. Surely, this was not a little girl's pussy. It was a magnificent sex, the vagina of a strong woman, open to its desires, with the wide hips of a mother, crowned by a thick, dense tropical jungle, wet and mysterious, here to remind you the wilderness of a true natural woman. Her lips were dilated like a volcanic rift, all steamy and ready to devour what may come too close. But even if Deb was a full figured, fully grown woman with a real amazon's muff, her vagina still seemed too tight for what.