Ohhhhhhhhh yes, Fuck me! Fuck me!” I wondered whether she was alone and masturbating or did someone come to visit her while I was out walking. “Gi...e me that cock, baby,” she screamed. Her hot shouting was getting me aroused. “Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me!” In my wildest dreams I never imagined I would be in a situation like this. “Ohhhhhh god, yes, harder, damn it, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” My cock got hard, aroused by her screams through the wall. I closed my eyes and imagined I was fucking. ”The cynic in me almost argued, presuming this a lame chat-up line. But I bit my tongue, gambling on Fleur’s promise that this experience might improve what I wrote.Letting go of my hand, Fleur twirled ballerina-like across the grass, bending and sliding the longer blades across her sex as she spun. After scraping her pussy, the grasses straightened and glistened in the sun, smeared with a snail’s trail of her honey.She smiled encouragingly and I twirled, less elegantly, though the grass tips.. She was surprisingly ecstatic and happy for me supporting me as I told her my plans. When I was ready to go again my dick was brushing up against her legs turning her on and she rode me until I came inside that tight asian pussy. Even then as I was cumming she was still riding me every single movement was magnified by the pleasure of cumming. Ling ling or jia whatever knew how to make a white man happy. We fucked and she sucked me that whole day and night. When I awoke the next morning I had to. But that didn’t stop her from doing anything she could to improve my mood after a terrible game. “Did they win?” She asked walking out into the living room seeing the TV was finally off. She wore a tight tank top and a pair of shorts that showed off her strong legs. “Yeah but it was awful again.” I began to drunkenly spout all the ways the team had under performed before I looked back at her standing in the middle of the room with a look that screamed confusion. I looked at her eyes finishing.