We shared a smoke while the bus had stopped for its dinner stoppage. Things picked up from there and we ended up making out there. Then we went in the...bus and as the journey progressed so did our sexual chemistry. She gave me a nice blowjob and then spread her legs and said that now it was my turn. * * *Through the dim lit seats of our bus, I could see her pussy shining from the juice she had given out. I went near and sniffed and smelled a sweet odour. I held her legs by her thighs and looked. Fuck… such a vicious word. ‘Hey fuck you buddy,’ you scream at the asshole who cut you off, stole your watch, bumped into you on the street. ‘I gonna kick your fucking ass.’ ‘Why don’t we go back to your place and fuck.’ So callous and uncaring and yet we don’t dare go there and make love, that might invoke the possibility, the improbability and even the very idea of love. ‘God I love your hair, but hey let’s take it a bit slower here.’ Still waiting, I consider the now tight slit of her pussy. I bit them gently first and then hard…she had two of her fingers inside her pussy in the meantime…. I carried her to her bedroom…threw John’s pictures by the bedside table down and threw her on the bed…she was giggling like a little girl….her blonde hair glowed so well under the lamp…she got onto her 4s…holding her hair with my hand…I glided my hot, spicy cock into her pussy…gently..gently…deep inside…She was moaning….” …take me baby take me…make me your bitch”. I spanked her with my firm. She had not even been the trigger, the orgasm was not reached. Secretly, she hoped that he would try again. It was not the same Negro next time. Another man came and turned her violently on her back. He almost threw himself upon her and forced her legs to aside. Brutally he forced his cock into her pussy and pumped away. She screamed with the harsh treatment. Quickly he got the trigger. This was a very brutal rape and the naked girl was crying. Kathy slowly understood that the other naked girls.