I could feel his huge cock although constricted in his trouser pushing against my side, his rubbing of my arse causing my body to move up and down aga...nst his hardon. The circular stroking changed direction and his hand was rubbing only my pussy now, his fingers clumsily spreading my dripping juices into the folds, teasingly slipping one of his fingers a little way into my cunt, his thumb rubbing my clit button. I started to whine when he rubbed my clit too hard,‘Shut up Mary, you’re nothing. I grew to respect my fellow man. I respected all men. I didn’t care about their backgrounds or sexual orientation or anything of the sort. I still respected women, though. There are a lot of women in America who hate men. Some men deserve it. Most don’t. If most men were hate-filed, this world would be far worse. I see the good things women did. Raising children by themselves. Taking care of others. Going into the military to fight side by side (instead of against) their men. I respected. I was surprised to see her wild side. I pulled her hair and was riding fucking her hard and fast.Sometimes I pumped her boobs from below sometime I slap her on her ass. After a vigorous fucking, we both came heavily and I cummed in her asshole. She was moaning and panting. O baby, baby, you are a fucking master, I love to get fucked by you every minute. The cum was draining out of her ass and dripping on her thighs. She said common my dog, dont you want clean your bitch. She pushed me on the. "Unless you're gay or something" she continued. "What?" I said, not believing what I had just heard. "Well some of the girls were saying that they have done everything they can think of to get your attention without any success, and they know you don't date, at least from this school, so..." I didn't know whether to laugh or get mad. I decided that the humor of it was just too much. Wait until I told my mother and sister and Carmella about this suspicion! I laughed out loud. "If it will save my.