We both blushed a little over that.We wandered back to the nightclub. She intimated she would need to find her friends, as she had not driven. I took ...he hint: I offered to drive her home. She was a tad hesitant, but accepted.She lived not far from my own place, in a decent condo in a decent section. I got out and moved to her side of the car, but she already had the door open. So much for chivalry, I thought.Before she got out, I asked, "Could I get your phone number? I'd love to continue the. " he sighed, as he picked the washcloth up off the floor, and wiped the blood from his cock. She breathed in sharply, panting, as he cleaned the blood from her pussy wit the cool, wet cloth.He suddenly knelt down, licking her little clitty, causing her to become wet with her own natural lube. He then stood back up, pulling her leg against him, as he once again rubbed the head of his cock against her thick, swollen lips. He slowly penetrated her again, and this time it didn't hurt at all, in. So I was sitting there like a teenager on the first date contemplating my next move.Her smell so close to me was working in synergy now with my blood alcohol to blow away any inhibitions. When I was tracing my fingertips playfully along her bare upper arm I felt gooseflesh and she leaned into me even more. Along with the gooseflesh I saw her nipples poking through her thin dress, and I could not resist brushing lightly over her breasts with my left hand. This was as far as I dared to go in. I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her up against the wall hard enough to knock the breath from her lungs in a puff of wintergreen scented air. Shock and pain widened her eyes to large, chocolate brown saucers, and finally (finally!) shut her mouth with a sharp clacking of teeth. Then it filled me, that perverse satisfaction that came with her obvious fear. I was instantly as hard as re-bar, ready and rearing to prove to her that no fancy-smancy rich chick could order me around like.