He was hard and fit inside me perfectly.“Violence?” he breathed. “Like this?”He pulled almost all the way out and I gasped, terrified he’d d...tach but then he slammed back in with an animal ferocity. It felt incredible. I hadn’t been with anyone like him before and he used me urgently, taking what he needed from me, spurred on by my stifled moans.“You’re – so – fucking – tight,” he growled.I pushed back against him, clenching hard when he buried himself deep and soon enough, I was rewarded. He. "Mmm, mmm, mmm, feels good, mmm," she groaned. "Oh, yes, mmm, oooh, oooh, your cock…mmm, so good, yes, oh, oh, oh," she panted. "God, I'm gonna cum, ooh, OOH, OOH, AYYEE, AYYEE, AYYE, UUH, UUH, mmm, mmm, oh, mmm, good, good, oh, fuck me, mmm, so good," and she lowered down over me and kissed me, never once missing a beat fucking me up and down. "Cum in me, John, give me your cum, baby, I want it, put it deep in my pussy, mmm, yeah," she moaned. Well, I was just about ready to do just that, she. “Here.” “Did I ask for that?” I started to answer, but, again, I wasn’t there to him. I took it with me and gently rocked myself at the edge of my chair. I waited but I didn’t know what I was waiting for. Half time. He muted the TV and stared at the wall where I wasn’t. I took a long swig of the warm beer and stripped off my t-shirt. I think I might have managed a smile and put on my sexy voice. I knelt between his legs and said, “Want to see if we can do this before the second half?” He. Cheryl checked herself in the mirror one last time. Perfect she though, Jim's old Cubs jersey loosely clung to all the right places hanging down just below her ass. Cheryl unbutton the top two button then walked down the back stair to the kitchen to retrieve the bottle of wine she had chilling in the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen her attention was attracted to something out of place on the floor. Damn she thought to herself as she saw blinky bear sitting in the middle of the floor. It must.