Now at this point, I should describe the two women. My friend Corey was five foot six with dirty blonde hair. She was a part-time clothing model in Ne... York and her figure was absolutely perfect. Jesse, on the other hand, was five foot eight and had long black hair, a luminously white skin on a body that was voluptuous if not pleasantly plump. As we got to the highway and stopped for the red light, I noticed that Jesse’s hair was pulled away to one side and that the back of her neck was exposed. She blurts out, “More!” I’m half way in, and she brings her head back and squints her eyes like she’s in pain, but then gives out a long, warm moan. I slide an inch more, then another inch, and not seeing or hearing her stop me, I slide it all the way in-or so I thought as before I have the whole thing in, I feel the head of my cock hit the back of her cunt. Her eyes, open wide and she stares at me panting, and screams, “fuck me!! pound that fucking pussy!” I. That just pushed me over the edge and I came deep inside of her.When she came down, she rested her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my hand around her. We stayed coupled up like that for some time to catch our breaths and just enjoy.When she moved again, I suggested to shower off and head to bed and she agreed. So we moved out of the tub, I switched it off while she grabbed our clothes and we got inside into the shower. We just rinsed off, still touching each other everywhere and having a good. "Their report said you were working your shift with another bartender before the attack. Can you start there for me?" She picked up her pen and prepared to write.I steeled myself to say her name and stared into my lap. "Kendra was drinking at the bar the first time I saw her. She was on Anton's side and I was slammed, so I don't know how long she was there. Monica wasn't around then."I was nervously picking off my nail polish when I saw thin, dark lines under my fingernails. My hands trembled.