He walked beside me and his both friends was walking right behind us. The guy asked if i was married and I said no to that, girlfriend? Nope! "I suck ...ick" I said with a smile. He looked a bit chocked at first and tranlated to his friends who smiled and started to talk. The guy beside me asked if i wanted to give them a blow job. At that point I got really horny. The guys looked really rough and masculine but i didnt want to take them up to my appartment but I said yes and said that I cant have. I knew that I was the tougher and slightlystronger of us,I always thought that brunettes are sexier and tougher thanblondes when totally evenly matched and I was shocked when I knew I lost andhad nothing left after our savage dirty catfight style fight. Now I have totell the whole story. I kept it secret for three years but I have to get itout. Read "My Blonde Experience" and this takes place three monthslater. I had to swallow my pride for taking ahorrible beating at the hands of this cute. "good girl"You pull out a bit and then push it back in, the sticky saliva from my throat coats you in a thick film of natural lube.God this feels like heaven to you, as you fuck my mouth.Your balls slap my chin, the feeling only heightening your impending explosion.Holding my head further onto you , the crescendo is nearing."yes slut, take it all"With that you release, pumping your seed deep down my throat, making me try to gasp for air but finding none.You stiffen completely as you squeeze out. "Lie on the bench for me." I sit on the bench about to lie down. "Quickly!" You bark as I snap out of it and lie down. You part my legs and kiss along my inner thighs, lightly skimming my pussy and kissing the lower part of my stomach. My hips buck as a reflex when your face skims my pussy and you stop, looking up at me. "Now be a good girl and stay still or you won't get to cum." I do as I'm told, trying my hardest to stay as still as possible. After a while of teasing, you run your tongue.