I wanted to sink to my knees but again he stopped me. Instead, once more he fastened my hands above my head on the frame behind me, and he lowered him...elf to his knees. This time I knew what he was about and I moved my feet apart.His tongue was warm and wet on my thighs. I pushed myself against him, hoping he would get to the good part."I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees, sweet Persephone."Fuck! Oops, sorry. I can't help myself. Harry quoting Pablo Neruda? I didn't. Cassandra even started to moan and shriek "ok - fuck oh - fuck!"I snapped at her - hows that feel you racist Puerto Rican bitch? You've been mean to mean since high school, now I have you bent over and I'm pounding your married, cheating, conceited Latina pussy with my white cock!I was beginning to find the sweet spot deep in her pussy.Even though I wasn't small, her big ass made it harder for me to position myself and really penetrate as I held her doggy style - I shifted my position and felt. "We're great, but we didn't want to go out to the bus stop and the boysfollow us home." Sandra said.Walking back to the car, the girls told us about their purchases andtheir day out. Driving home Danielle said to Sandra, "What a bitch thegirl in the jeans shop was, did you see the way she carried on?" There's a girl at school, a bigger bitch than that. You've probablyseen her in the Spencer's catalogue, you know the department store."Sandra said.Danielle shrugged."You would recognise the face. "Besides, it's easier to eat." So you prefer yours cut?"Michael finally relented and grinned at the young man, "Sure if it's easier to swallow." Scott, he swallows," Scott's friend followed this up by giving Michael a friendly shove that knocked the lighter Michael into Scott. Scott steadied him with a hand on the shoulder. "Where's my drink? Scott, buddy, dude I'm out; back in a sec."Scott dropped his hand and moved next to Michael. "Do you want anything to drink?" Sure, can you get me a soda?.