Kesha let out a soft moan and closed her eyes when I finally sucked her nipple into my mouth. Lightly nibbling the on her teat, one hand toyed with th... opposite breast while my other hand traced slowly to her pussy. Her breath rate increased the closer my hand got and when I finally touched the nub of her citreous her eyes bulged and her hips arched to meet my fingers. My fingers traced her and tickled her for several long seconds before probing in ever so slightly. I would then with draw the. Because my dream images were just a replay of something that had happened less than six hours earlier."Christie, be more alert when you are alone." My Mom and Dad had harped on me constantly about this sort of thing. "Don't hitch rides...with anybody. Period."And I usually didn't. Well, not very often anyway. And I wouldn't have that night except that I was pissed at my boyfriend and left him and his asshole buddy in the McDonald's parking lot after he suggested I should let Mark see my tits. I. Grabbing the folds of flesh around her waist, I'm filled with a mixture of rising lust and dissipating anger. I've despised this bitch since day one, with her peroxide blonde hair, face covered in war paint and her manipulative attitude. She's the antithesis of a woman that I'd normally find attractive...so different to my wife and former lovers. Yet here I am, listening to her groans, more aroused than I've been in a long time, my cock deep inside her cunt, ploughing furiously into her…She's. . his name was Antoine. He hadsuch thick beautiful dark eyelashes like a pretty babydoll ... and a cute little straight nose that reminded me of Hap's...I sat on the tall wooden stool, with my elbows resting on the counter top near the register. It was so hot, I could barely feel the cool air blowing from the loud rickety window fan. I looked around the store with bored eyes, at all the boring canned goods, and the rows of fresh fruit in the wood crates along the walls. The front door was wide.