She went from 0-to total bitch in about 10 minutes. Then the fun started. She got mad at me about last night and started cursing me in front of people... The gates open to the fight and we enter and take our seats. I am hoping she will sober up and shut up once we get in our seats.During the first fight she tells me she needs to go the rest room. She is tall and is wearing what I would call Stilletto Heel, Stripper boots. She is taller than I am with these boots on. She can barely stand so I have. Good. Stop. I don't want to cum yet." "I want you to stand up and strip for me. Keep me hard." She stood up and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. "Wait, don't be methodical...close your eyes and become sexy...strip for me sexy...put your head in a sexy place." For the next five minutes, she put on a show for me. Occasionally, I would call out to her little things to do, "...wow, you are so hot...what great tits...no stretch marks...nice...turn around and bend over...let me look at your. "Stop riding, stop riding. Hold yourself right here!" Is what I told her before I would start my pumping. I make her lean down, grab her head and start kissing her shoving my tongue down her throat. I've got one hand on the back of her neck, and the other under her leg grasping her ass for better leverage while I pump her pussy. We're kissing, tits are bouncing, and I'm pumping away at her pussy. My balls are soaked in her pussy juice and are slapping around her asshole with every pump. . Mostly school was over by then and was crowd everywhere. I saw Puru a few times standing in front of school looking frustrated and angrily towards me but said nothing.In a few days, he stopped coming there and I felt super relieved. Whatever happened earlier but now, the problem was not on my head. But this was just blank overconfidence. A bigger problem was waiting due to a foolish mistake. This was a circumstantial error which happened one after the other and led me into serious trouble.One.