... its time to move you tell me u need to fuck me right! so i stand up off you..feeling empty inside without your cock baby.. you turn me around an... tell me to kneel on the floor facing the couch with my ass in the air... "oh yesss baby anything u say... oooooo i cant wait! " you get on ur knees behind me and grabbing my hips u say 'BITCH I PROMISED YOU A GOOD FUCKING SO BRACE YOURSELF HERE IT COMES ' you reach down and make sure my pussiy is still sopping wet and u rub ur cock with. “Wow,” she remarked. “”I didn’t figure you to be the rapper type.”“There’s beauty in all types of music and people,” I replied.“Do you want something to drink? Tashita asked adding, “You’re cool.”“Sure,” I replied.“I’ve got tea, lemon-aid, beer- what do you want?” she inquired.“Got any wine coolers?” I asked.“Oh yeah,” she replied. She slipped into the kitchen and fetched a four-pack of peach/raspberry wine coolers from her refrigerator.“I’m not keeping you from work, am I?” she asked as she. She has told me about some of the goings on, and I want to know what you have seen there, concerning my wife and the men that she dances with. This past Friday night I met up with someone named Brad, and he was not happy that I was with Allie, especially when she shut him down for a dance." Oh god, not Brad. He is a grade a number one asshole. He thinks he is God's gift to women. He is a good dancer but he has the tendency to get a little like an octopus when on the dance floor or sitting at. And as you'd naturally expect, the very thought that here I was, secretly sharing a total stranger's private orgasm, was all it took to push me right over the edge too. It just burst right out of me and I came all over my own fingers.I must have floated away again with my own sexy thoughts and feelings - and I only came back to reality when the sound of a curtain being jerked along a metal rail made me start back to proper consciousness.It was the other woman, of course, now fully dressed and.