"I was rooted to the spot as we heard the front door close and Colin ascend the stairs. Karen shivered and literally skipped over to me throwing her a...ms around my neck and kissing me deep."Oooh, someone is hard already, I see, and someone else is wet," she said guiding my hand to her crotch as I felt the incredible heat through her damp cotton panties.Breaking out of my reverie, I kissed her back and asked her what do we do next? After a quick discussion Karen decided that we should go with. A red hand print was visible on her left cheek, dark marks that would become even darker bruises were showing up around her wrists and about her thin ankles. Even a slight mark could be traced from the corners of her mouth to around the nape of her neck. As her chest rose and fell, the sun continued to ascend into the sky. Her curvy hips were exposed to her bare legs and pelvic region, her tank top had been pulled up past her chest and nestled itself across her neck. The rest of the material. The nicer they are to me, the shittier I am to them. I don't know why, that's just the way I am.And my attitude is not limited to Whites. I am an equal opportunity insulter. I am just as pissy to Blacks and Hispanics as I am to everybody else. Needless to say, I have no, zero, nada, friends. After all, who wants to associate with a jerk?I think I once almost had a girlfriend, but I was shitty to Sheila one too many times, and she dumped me. She even looks away any time we happen to meet in the. There was no doubting what I held as my finger closed around him, it was John, 'Fuck John', I said, as I shook and gently squeezed him a little, 'feels like you need more pussy back there'.I drove on with one hand behind my playing with Johns cock, letting each guy off at his stop and continued driving and reaching back for John, my plan was for John to be last, as I needed to quell the fires burning in my own crotch, and as John was a married man, we pulled off the road again for another.