Her pussy was dripping wet and juicy. I fucked her hard, my balls slapping against her cunt. As I fucked her from behind, my one hand kneeded and fing...red her clit while the other grabbed and groped her tits. I moved my hand to her long hair and grabbed her hair and yanked her head back and placed my mouth close to her ear and whispered to her that she was a slut and needed to be fucked hard and that I had always wanted to fuck her. I instantly felt her get wilder and wetter, her hips gyrated. I pick up by both of her ankles in opposite hands, turned around and with her legs now resting on my back, I curled her up so she was lying on the backs of her shoulders looking at my ass, I took my hardening cock and aimed it down at her wet pussy lips that were stained with white strands of cum from Bill and grabbing her ass, I sat down and shoved my cock deep into her in one squatting motion. I heard the air rush out of her and then I felt Bill behind me. He had a knee and calf on the ground. ‘Oh,’ he said, pushing up his glasses with his pointer finger, ‘She’s really not that bad. I guess I’m used to her. I am glad to finally be moving out of the house, though.’ As he spoke, I noticed that he had changed in the year since I had seen him. His formerly thin frame had filled out, he was more muscular, and it actually looked like his skin saw the sun occasionally. He really was a decent looking guy, if you could see past his nerdy exterior. It was obvious, though, that he still had. With the game on the line I had to keep my mouth shut otherwise Lisa would have a fit. She was afraid I might jinx it and she was sitting still on the couch practically holding her breath. I blame her f****y. They were all die hard Cub fans from her grandfather, to her father, and her little b*****r. It was bases loaded and two outs in the bottom of the inning and the batter was down to two strikes. The pitch came and the batter swung it sending the ball straight out of the ballpark. All of.