"That's Ok Matt, I understand."The volume of silent 'fuck its' and bollocks that exploded in my mind increased, probably exponentially."Really Chris? ...ou understand?" Well sort of yes," I replied, at last pulling my hand away and sitting up straight. That lost me the rather nice feel of his hand on mine and closed off the tit show for the time being. 'Time being? Come on you silly tart,' I told myself. Matt's hand was by itself on the folder. He looked at me for explanation, instructions or. So i decided to turn belly up to give her the better view of my tiny little cock she was trying to get.i have done so after moving my head to the side,a bit more under her arm,basically with my nose on the side of her breast and under her armpit so i could look at her face without being noticed as she was looking down at my dick.her whole body stayed still except for her mouth that morphed into a beautiful smile.it felt like she smiled without judging or evil but just acceptance.sometime later. ’ He said. She looked at him. ‘You mother fucker! Now I’m gonna get beat!’ She said as she pulled her top up and got out of the car, slamming the door. He hated it when people did that. It was a brand new car, only had it for a year. She stormed off. He drank from his bottle. She came back five minutes later, a big black guy in tow. ‘That’s him!’ She said as she pointed her finger accusingly at him. He grabbed his gun and cocked it, holding it at the ready, knowing this would end badly. The. "OHHHhhh Yeah, thats what I'm talkin' about!! Show me bitch! TELL ME!" He yelled in my ear. He pulled the sock out of my mouth and pulled out of me, then flipped me over. He spread my legs put his cock back inside me. I focused on his stunning, sweaty, muscled up body. I couldn't believe this hot stud was fucking me. I reached up and grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me. We were face to face. "I'm not gonna give you what you want unless you tell me." Quinn said. I wanted.