It’s complicated Tracey. Don’t worry about it. I’ll explain soon. How are you?”“Well fucked, Steve Adams, well fucked!” she giggled. “Fr...nt AND back! Marty said to thank you any way I wanted to!” she said seductively.“Tracey, as much as I would like those thanks in the way you’re implying, I’m exclusive with Kara now.”“You have a rain check, any time!” she giggled and went to sit next to Marty, who appeared to have joined our table.I went and sat with Kara, Susie, and the others at her table. I. My finger hooked her thong in the front, reaching down into her jeans, feeling the warmth of her skin.“You want me to reach into your pants,” I growled. “You want me to feel your pussy and find out if you're a virgin.”She didn't move. Every muscle in her body was rigid. Her eyes were locked forward. Her breasts didn't rise or fall. Color flushed across her face. I hit her with such a powerful command... I had to be careful.“You can move,” I said, my hand thrusting into her tight jeans. She was. She licked down the bottom of my shaft and when her tongue got to where it meets my balls, she took one hand and started to stroke my cock and licked and massaged my nuts with the other hand. It felt really good, but not as good as having my entire length in her mouth, so I put both of my hands on her head, pulled her way from my balls and thrust my hips upward, aiming my cock right into her mouth. "Enough of your little teasing games!" I said, "Now you are gonna suck me like I know you love to. Her kisses and moans turned into loud groans, heavy/ labored breaths and nibbles on my ears. She dug her fingernails into my back as I pounded her - screaming: DA, DA FUCK ME HARDER, FUCK ME MORE. I fucked Sasha like a rabid dog. Every single thrust was as stiff and unyielding as jamming a pencil in a pencil sharpener over and over. Because she was a petite woman (157cm) and I was so much larger (2M), my dick was completely squeezed by her pussy walls – despite the fact she’d had k**s.