"Good girl." He praised me.He gave me a couple more hard smacks, then rubbed my ass. He soothed it. My fists unclenched and I relaxed a little. I took...a breath and as I exhaled he pushed his fingers into my wet hole. I cried out as he rammed his long middle and ringer finger into me. My pussy clenched around him. In and out, in and out. Hard and fast his fingers pumped me. I was about to explode! Then I felt empty."Stand." He commanded.I quickly scrambled up and stood. He stood up too and. Our bodies were touching each other and the whole sensation was wonderful. It felt like electricity was passing through my veins.I hoped she felt the same. I whispered in her ears so what is the name of this hottie? She replied Natasha – goes perfectly with the way she looked and danced. She said you are not that bad. To which I replied now I think you are surprised. She said I told you earlier also it is not that easy.I saw my friends calling my name as the bar was going to be closed. Her. Mike just keeps plowing away, and a few minutes after she comes to, screaming again. Finally, Mike starts talking nasty to her. Is that good? Huh? You fuckin like that dick?! A weak mmhmm is all she can manage. You fuckin like havin that filthy little pussy pounded bare by total strangers?! Hmm?! She screams, YES! Ohhhh fuck YES! Yeah? You like getting fucked like a nasty little slut, you dirty little bitch?! YesyesyesyesyesyesyesFUCKMEEEEEEE! Ohhhh God, Im a dirty bitch! Fuck me like a slut. "It feels more like I've seen a picture or something." "Well, keep thinking. Maybe it'll come to you before the game." She looked at her friend. "You have anything to wear to a hockey game, Dee?" x-x-x-x "Entertaining clients?" Dom repeated as he and Karl sat in the locker room. Karl watched with a sort of awe as Dom started strapping on his various pads. He would never have the nerve to play Dom's position. More than one puck had come out of nowhere at high speed and left bruises on various.