?Don’t worry, I don’t bite,? he said playfully. With that I smiled just a little; he had always found a way to make me smile, no matter what the ...ituation was. Well almost always, there were still times he made me nervous or uncomfortable, sometimes both. Like now, for instance.Just don’t think about what will happen I thought, trying to calm myself down a bit as I took in a few deep breaths. I wasn’t even sure why I was so nervous in the first place, after all it’s not like he would take. I kept fucking her and fucking her until I felt the urge of exploding.I pulled out and made her face the wall. I began to push through her anus, stretching her back side. She screamed and wiggled; it was a different experience.When I finally got my cock's head in, it didn't take much for the rest of my rod to push into her body. I held her tightly, on hand on her chest, the other on her pussy. I teased her body as I fucked her ass. In and out and in and out I went until I felt my cock twitch. I looked over at Keith and he was staring at me with a nice smile. He asked me how I was and I told him great and suggested that we take a quick dip. Without hesitation we both pulled off our underwear and then got out of the van and ran to the lake and jumped in. After a few minutes of swimming around I whispered to Keith that we were being watched by about six kids hiding in the weeds. He laughed and said, “Let’s give them a show!”I followed Keith as he made his way to the floating dock. . She spat on the ground and turned her back.Saying something clearly obscene, the cab driver grabbed the woman and turned her, raising his hand to strike her across the face."Hit me," she said, "pig! Then I tell Manuel Ramos and he will fix one pig of a taxista!"The cab driver's olive complexion paled visibly. "Perdoname," he said, backing off.The Indian woman laughed at him. "Come back tonight, pig! When we are open. We do not work day and night like some animals!" No!" the taxista snapped.