I moved that hand up to her hair again, figuring I could pull it even more from this angle. And I really could too. I grabbed a good amount so it wo...ldn't hurt in a bad way, and pulled back as I fucked her. I picked up the rate as I did this. She was getting really loud again, to the point where she was forcing her face into the pillow to moan and scream. I let go of her hair as I started to loose my concentration. I could feel myself start to play with the verge of cumming. I was. He had decided to take first crack at her after Malik had finished emptying himself deep inside the girl. In fact, he didn't mind the pre-lubrication. Her cum-drenched sex allowed him to slide through with ease, and right now he was fucking her extra hard on the soiled mattress - doggy-style, pumping his hips forward as her moans went up an octave."Uhh! Uh! UH!! You like that, bitch? Tell me how much you like it!" When she didn't respond quickly enough, he smacked her hard on the ass. He gave. I ran my hands lightly up and down Keilana’s back. My hands cupped her soft yet firm tushy. I pulled Keilana into me. I could feel her clitty aroused and pushing against me. Our lips locked together again. I used my right hand to slowly pull Keilana’s dress up. In just a few seconds my hand was caressing the soft, warm, bare skin of Keilana’s sexy tushy. Keilana felt the warm night air on her skin and she kissed me more fiercely. I kissed her hard, our tongues twisting and probing as my hands. Until the day I challenged you to a little competition.The two of us are sitting fully clothed in your kitchen. We are sitting on hard wooden chairs that are on a ceramic tiled floor– an important detail for later. In front of us, on the table, are several pint tumblers full of ice-cold water. We are about to start a competition neither of us is sure about who might “win”. Is win even the right word?The competition – the first one to have to give in and pee, the toilet down the hall being out.