Ride it. Now. His tone was angry. He was tired of waiting for her. He didnt care what kind of pain she was in. All he cared about was his own pleasure... Alyssa closed her eyes and began rocking herself on his cock, feeling as though her ass was on fire. His meat stretched her hole wide apart and her insides sprawled to allow each penetration as she took him in and out. The man groaned in pleasure and pushed his hips up to meet her ass, allowing for a deeper penetration. You feel so good, baby,. I felt her mouth open so I opened mine, Our tongues began to dual.Somewhere in this embrace, we stopped dancing. I was caressing Casey’s back. She began to unbutton my shirt. I felt her strong hands caressing my chest. I could feel the heat from her body.“I have a treat for you, Jack”, she whispered in my ear as she opened my belt. “It’s my specialty.” As my pants dropped to the floor, Casey untied her skirt and guided me to the corner of the patio. She had a Massage table setup. She directed. Before you go all "yeah, yeah, you've got a friend who ... and we all know it was really you", I will tell you that the event happened nearly fifty years ago, and he was the teenager involved. Sadly, he passed away several years ago, but what he told me is still rattling in my brain, and every now and then some item in the news will bring it to the fore.Were it to have happened today, there would be an outcry, and calls for new laws, protection for minors, and other such noise. It actually. The lilting rhythm of the original, unedited Italian dialogue rolling off the actors' lips, the newness of their attitudes and the earthy acting style -- all of it had me, as had happened so often since I arrived in New York, sitting with my eyes bulging and my mouth open.When we left the cinema I was dazed. Everything I knew about acting and theater production and movie making had been expanded beyond my expectations. I sat wordlessly at our late dinner in a Greenwich Village coffee.