Friday came as it always did, I automatically drifted to the club Tara and I frequented. Still, I was puzzled to see her there. She was chatting up th... bartender, as usual, and gave me her usual wave. We ordered a first round and found a table, waiting for the band to start.Our normal topic of conversation revolved around adventures at our separate work places, and so it was this night. Until the subject was exhausted. Then an awkward silence replaced the witty observations of other patrons. The big man left, taking the girl to his car and bringing her back to her home. He took her inside. ‘You’re going to fuck me,’ he said. ‘I want to,’ the girl said. ‘But please don’t hurt me.’ ‘I won’t. But get down on your hands and knees and beg.’ ‘Okay,’ she whimpered. The girl got down on her hands and knees, looked up at the big man, pleadingly, and said, ‘Please, Sir. Please don’t hurt me. I’m afraid.’ ‘You will do everything I say. Is that understood?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘From now on you will. Evan yelped. He got into a solid rhythm and worked his hips side to side stretching the fleshy ass cheeks.“You like how my cholo fucks that big round faggit booty,” checked Kevin. Evan groaned his agreement.“This is ass is good,” Victor grunted.“Let me get some,” belted Marcos. He sat on the couch. Evan climbed on top and began to ride. Nelson slid over and let Kevin get his meat wet.“Oh shit,” exclaimed Marcos.“Fuck me, papi!”“Yeah, faggit! Take this dick, hoe!”Marcos smacked Evan’s juicy butt. .like...painful? She wondered. I smiled to her reassuringly. - Cuteylove, your hands are nice and slim. I want you to slowly slip in your hand now, and fist fuck me softly, I told her, looking right into her eyes. I lay down and spread my legs, rubbing my clit at the same time. She brought her hand closer, and I had to pull it to my pussy. Slowly I pulled it into me. She gasped. - WOW....It's like...IT IS IN YOU, she said in amazement. I felt this wonderful, filling feeling inside me, and took.