”Through the pain, I clenched and unclenched on your cock. Anything to make you cum. I am not sure if I did it to stop the pain or because I wanted ...o make you cum. To know that I could make you cum. To please you. Your fingers reached down and began to rub my clit. Not a soft, gentle rubbing, but a brutal pinching and twisting. That was all I needed to make me cum. I grabbed your cock with my pussy, refusing to let go, squeezing it with all my might as my orgasm overcame me. I screamed this. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped his arms around me, grabbing my ass. He leaned in and kissed me passionately, our tongues gently caress one another's.I was getting so wet and I really wanted him to just take me, so I pulled away slightly and led him back into his bedroom. He must have read my mind because he grabbed me from behind the moment we entered his room and bent me over his bed. I felt my panties go down and he pressed his warm lips between my legs. I spread my legs a. ‘Good,’ she smiled back. I couldn’t think of anything to say. Or rather the only things I could think of were along the lines of, ‘Lets go back to your place and have mad, passionate sex.’, which didn’t seem appropriate to either the location or the stage our relationship was at. ‘I think I’ll go up stairs for some coffee,’ she started for the exit. ‘Err, yes,’ I replied and watched her make her way through the crowd. Paul tapped me on the shoulder and asked, ‘Are you coming for a pint?’. Pressing April against the side mirror, I crawled (Making sure she saw my ass and clean-shaved as I did so) and sat on the back mirror, facing the front, while looking to the side at her. Pouring the lube onto my cunt, I shivered as the chilly liquid turned warm. Smearing it up to my clit, I turned the vibrator on and started pressing it against my pulsing clit. My legs were pulled up and spread, so she could see my cunt tightening, turning red with pleasure. I saw from her face that she.