I’ll call it fucking because from the sounds it was definitely not making love. I can still remember how hard I got as I listened to her moans and g...unts. As our relationship grew, she continued to flirt and even went to some of the after hour parties without me. A good friend at the time cautioned me how she often fucked one of the bouncers at the parties and even had a sexual relationship going with a guy named Thom who was in town attending DeVry University. Our relationship started to. He lifted and thrust her onto the mattress. She laughed as she fell back, losing her grip on his neck and in his hair. He rushed to undo his buttons.“Get those ugly clothes off! I told you I wanted it raw.” She tossed aside her top and grabbed the sides of her skirt hiking the hem up beyond her black lace thong. He grabbed her feet, yanked open the laces, and rebounded her sneakers off the door. Her knees swung back to her tits as he grabbed her panties and pulled them to her knees. She double. Once or twice, she would look down at the bulge in my pants and run a single finger along my cock, look me in the eye and say ‘yum, yum’ and lick her lips again. Often that would damn near finish me off there and then, and indeed once I had to rush off to the bathroom and shoot a load into the sink. But I never laid a finger on her. She was hot as hell and had already sucked my dick, but I restrained myself. At least until the Saturday morning……..Judy woke early and went off to her job, working. The second I laid eyes on Chuck I wanted to feel his big strong black hands all over my body, I wanted him to pull my dress down and fondle my breasts, I wanted him to pull my dress up and use his huge fingers to rub my clit and push deep into my wet pussy, I wanted it all and I wanted it now.I didn’t have to wait long. I don’t know what Milt had told Chuck about me, but my date made it very clear what he wanted. I sat next to Chuck on the couch and put my hand on his leg and began to rub. I.