His hands along side my hips, move on to my breast. He begins fondling my breast pushing harder into me. As this happens my breathing heavy’s. Bond,...helpless, and being used, I am filled with happiness. He continues pushing into me, pushing harder. I look at him, and I see his fangs glisten in the candle light. My breathing heavies more. I want to be able to moan, to express my fulfillment as he pushes into me harder and faster.Pushing harder and faster into me, I can feel that he is to cum.. It was a Friday night and the bar was packed. Sara was lucky she had been able to snag a seat on the end of the counter and it gave her a good view of the rest of the room. Sara had only moved to town a month ago and she came to this bar because it was halfway between her job and her apartment, and made perfect White Russians. She stopped in a few times a week to relax after work. She also stopped in because she wasn't crazy about going home to an empty apartment. Sara hadn't made any good. “Why the fuck not?” Greg said as he slid his hands down his muscular chest and opened up the towel that covered his cock.“Ooohhh!” Anna groaned as she saw his prick growing stiffer every second.“Come on down, son. I want to fuck her in the ass. Her pussy’s all yours,” Chet said as he climbed over Anna’s heaving body and slid behind her.“I’ve never had it that way!” Anna protested as she felt Chet’s long dick bang against. ...fuck me good and slow. Yeeeesssssssss........pump my hot, wet, hungry pussy. Mmmmmmmm.....this pussy hasn't had any dick in it in over seven months, she said throaty." I just pumped my cock in and out... .in and out..... .in and out. Savoring her tender, sweet pussy. "Oh....yesssssss," she would yell. When my dick was fully in her delicious pussy. "Give it to me," she would demand as I pulled my dick out. But, I just kept on giving it to her slow and easy. Inching my cock in and out of.