I'm still not sure I won't.”“Babe, what are you talking about?”“I need to know where you were last night.”“Here, in my room. I told you I...didn't feel well.”“Where was Randy?”“I don't know. He went out.”“You rotten son of a bitch!”“What the hell are you talking about? What's wrong?”“You or someone who let me think it was you, came over here and tapped on my window last night. I let you, or him, in, and proceeded to get fucked, and not very nicely. We've fucked hard before, but never rough,. He was taller than me (even in platform heels!), solidly built, and very handsome. He immediately pulled me in close and I could smell his cologne as we kissed hello, then he led me by the hand down the path, from one pool of light to another, making small talk as the sexual tension built up.Eventually, we reached a dark and private place surrounded by fragrant pine trees and he told me, “Here, this is where I want you.” We began kissing again and he was squeezing my ass through my tight skirt.. "Sammantha Jones, one of the most powerful women in the city, looked up at the college co-ed with a look of disgust. Layla could see the woman on her knees contemplating this order. Layla's smile did not falter, and soon Sammantha broke eye contact and took Layla's toe in her mouth.Mrs. Jones tasted the salty sweat of the girl's foot that had presumably been in running shoes all day. The scent was disgusting and the taste awful, but she obeyed the nasty and humiliating task. Used to being in. ..and she started rubbing her pussy on my cock, grinding it hard..R: (Desperate) What are you waiting for??I started rubbing my cock on her clit, the tip striking her clit...as we did deep tongue kissing.She was holding my cock in her hands, guiding me to her pussy, I gently inserted the tip inside her...it was tight, going deeper she moaned loud, holding to my arm. I pulled it out and thrusted it back inside. Her pussy was tight, like grabbing my cock with her pussy walls, but her juices acted.