Pushing her back, I pulled her to her feet and spun her round. I pulled her to me, reaching round to cup those tiny tits, pulling on the enlarged nipp...es. I pushed her to the counter, bending her over, and pushing my hard cock into her slippery cunt.I could feel the loose pussy lips caressing my balls at each stroke, long, deep strokes at first, the a rapid barrage of faster, shallower ones. She was gasping, and so was I.I leaned back to watch my hard cock ploughing her sloppy cunt. I spread. . . even if you had killed me you would still be saving me. ‘He told me before they were through, I would be begging them to kill me! ‘Then he said he might just leave what was left of me outside . . . still alive! But before they left, they would give me new cigars! Then he laughed.’ Jiao was really crying now as well, and I could see the torment in her eyes as she relived the colonel’s words to her. ‘No matter what happened that night, no matter what might have happened, Jack, you saved me,’. She noticed his hand print was still there from the night before. She smacked it, sending a jolt throughout her body. She felt her pussy get even wetter. She smacked her ass again, harder this time. Another jolt was sent through her body. She smacked it again and again, harder each time. Before she knew it, she was having a mind blowing orgasm just by smacking her ass. As she recovered from her climax, she walked over to the tub and turned the water off. She climbed in and sat down. She leaned. “What's wrong, Max?” I asked. “Trina dumped me,” he said. Max had been seeing Trina for three months, and even though I thought that she was a conniving slut, Max had been madly in love with her. “Come inside and tell me all about it,” I said. Max went into my house and sat down heavily on the sofa. “She dumped me,” he said. “I loved her. And she dumped me!” “Let me get you some water.” I took out the water bottle from the fridge, and sat down in the armchair next to him. Max told me the story..