I saw his cockiness go away. He was clear across the cabin. I knew he could bound over the sofa and be at me in a matter of seconds. His brow broke ou... in sweat. His eyes narrowed as he looked me straight in the eyes. He loosened his belt, unzipped his shorts they fell to the floor. We were at an impasse. ‘Katherine come here to me?’ Steven asked softly. I shook my head no and stood there. His smile broke out into a grin. His walking towards the living area made my stomach weak. I felt once he. She closed her lips and went went moaning and gasping as I banged my way hard into her gushy cunt.I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head up from the bed, as I kept hammering her pussy from behind.I pulled out of her and gave this lady a couple of seconds as she slumped on the bed, gasping for breath. She muttered that she loved the brutal was I was fucking her.I stood there staring at her nice firm body, holding my cock in my hand and breathing heavily, but not ready yet to give up. “And the other one of your soaked, unsatisfied, achy little cunt.”*I hardly even knew how I made it out of that beauty salon without embarrassing myself enough for a hole to open up in the ground and swallow me up. There was indeed a wet spot on the back of my skirt but the little old ladies and the woman with the cornrows only commented on how they were also sitting in their own brine and that Alexander should crank up the air con. I somehow paid, hoping against hope that the smell of my pussy. I couldn’t believe he was fucking me, fucking my tight pussy when we didn’t even know each others’ name! It seemed like he had no end in sight, as his thrusts continued to pound my pussy. As for myself, I was near a very powerful orgasm, one that could possibly rattle this bed loose. He showed no signs of being close. He kept the same speed and intensity as I rode wave after wave of pleasure that crashed through my slender frame. Yet he still didn’t stop… I snapped awake, breathing deeply,.