"DAVIS, DERISSA." From her seat rose a girl who had just turned 18 just before Spring Break that March.This was Derissa Davis. She stood a good 5'6" t...ll and was blessed by her genetics with a voluptuous figure. Her red ceremonial toga hid her bountiful E-cup breasts. Her active life had given her a little gift of slender arms, toned thighs and legs as well as a flat, tone and smooth belly. Her waist was a healthy narrow as expected of her hourglass figure but her hips were wide, nice and. I remember she buried her face in the pillow screaming OHMYFUCKINGGOD! After taking my time I started to fuck her harder, my balls were slapping against her clit with each thrust. She must have cum all over my dick because she was screaming and pounding on her pillow. Now I think I had some whiskey dick because I wanted to cum! I'd been fucking her for a while. I flipped her over onto her back and she wrapped her shapely mocha legs around me. I pulled her tits out of her sexy black dress, I. Nothing had gone right for several days, in fact. This was supposed to be her chance to break away from the crowd ... to be the headliner ... even if it was in some cow-town that nobody had ever heard of. Her pride and stubbornness had kept her from getting something to eat, and from having perfectly nice clothing. She’d seen several outfits she’d normally have loved to buy and wear, but she couldn’t admit that now. She was aware of that, on some level, but she blamed it on Bobby Dalton,. Mike smiled, said something to her and she stood up to leave when she stumbled. Mike grabbed her from behind. One hand was unbuttoning her shirt, the other fondled her breast.Clarissa paused the video, and tears started flowing in her eyes. Being a curious woman, she pressed play and continued watching the video despite her disgust.She saw her fell limp against Mike’s body. She was then carried by him to a table where he undressed her to her underwear and bra. He freed one of her breasts and.