With one hand, she held a copy of The Daily over her head to keep the rain off. She carried her satchel in the other, trying to hold it stable against...the pounding of her dash. The latter was successful, but the former failed somewhat miserably. By the time she reached the door and entered the noisy coffee shop, her short, blond hair which she normally wore spiky, now lay flat against her head. Her wire-framed eyeglasses were dotted with countless drops of water. Her white blouse had become. I like assertive and occasionally aggressive women – they tend to know what they want and are usually direct about getting it! They also usually don't bother much with any of the silly mind games that a lot of women like to try playing with men. That was one habit my ex-Kelly had that sometimes drove me nuts! She'd hint obliquely at things and rarely ever get to the exact point ... and then it would be my fault that I couldn't understand what she was talking about half of the time!We shook. Strangely though, megan seemed to be more interested than ashamed now. Megan was experiencing what she would learn to call arousal. She had secretly wondered what the cheerleaders looked like inside, and now had a clear view of one. Trish had firm tits, slighlty larger and firmer than Megan's more modest tits. Infact Megan had always been thankful that her breasts were medium;hanging breasts made girls look like whores. Now for the first time, she felt envious of the girl, her breasts pressing. I licked and slurped her pussy, making love to it. Rachel so wanting sex, kept on ask me to just fuck her. I took my time, just to tease the fuck out of her. I waited as long as i could, and Rachel was clawing at me. As she was omg just fuck me, I shoved my hard stick in and furious started to fuck her. I knew that I shouldn't do it, but I wanted to fuck her so much, and fuck her I did. I stood, holding her legs, as i slammed into her pussy, hear the sound of her ass smack of my thighs. I pull.