And how your engorged bud of a clit poked out at me when I pulled back the now slippery folds of your pussy. I loved how your body trembled as I held ...our firm ass in the air in both hands as I surrounded your clit with my lips and flicked it with my tongue. I wanted you to cum so bad, even more than I wanted to plunge my now rigid cock deep into your withering virgin body. We were so young. After a couple weeks our steamy sessions of passion became reciprocal. Your hands freely roamed from my. He saw me as only an item to use and abuse for his enjoyment. He continued to thrust his cock violently into me. He was enjoying every moment of seeing all emotions of pain and pleasure on my face as well as the screaming, swearing, and moaning sounds coming out of my mouth.After about 10 minutes, since he first plowed into me with his cock, he stopped pumping and removed his cock from my pussy. He pushed me off of him and I fell onto the passenger seat again. I began to feel light-headed while. "Hang up the fucking phone, April. Hang. It. Up."She looked at me, carefully gauging me, the annoyance morphing into concern. She whispered, "I'll call you back in a bit," into the phone and then ended the call."You know, for a fucking trick cyclist, you guys are fucking slow on the uptake. Yeah, I love her. You knew that. What did you fucking think I would do, given this news? Sit here and tremble and hope? I mean, for god's sake. You saw what I did when I barely knew you and her. You were. He sighed, “Oh, Susan...”I interrupted, “Again.”He started masturbating again, more slowly this time. In a few minutes, his rhythm developed into long slow strokes.I whispered, “Working. Isn’t it.”“Uh-huh.”“Gooooood.”His pace had gradually quickened. Kathy advised taking my panties away from his face to let him reset himself.I asked, “Still fantasizing about Barb?”He kept pumping, too far gone to answer. I gave him as seductive a kiss as I knew how.“No... I didn’t think so.”I set my panties.