Me my cousin and a few of his footballer mates, hit the clubswe was all bang up for a good time ,we were dressed to kill and on the hunt for girls.A f...w hours into the night the drink was flowing and we eneded up in a really steamy dance club in west end ,i was at the bar buying some more drinks with my cousin while we were laughing and exchanging stories of what would like to do to a particular girl in the club We have always been competitive , whether its sports, women, cars whatever!People. "Good, dear girl? This is what you want?" Yes, please, yes, mistress. Yes, please fuck me. Holy Mother of God it is what I want now." And July thrust her hips forward and buried her prick into the waiting juicy vessel of love and lust. The rhythm was steady and deep. It was the way that July knew it should be. She was a woman after all. Hitting all the best places, the best spots. Fucking the sweet girl with the prick she still loved to feel and enjoy.Isabella was thoroughly screwed that night,. “Fancy coming in for a coffee”? She asked.How could I resist so we went inside her house. It was one of those small town, terraced types where the front door led straight into the front room. Kate threw her coat over the stair banister directly ahead, clicked a small micro-stereo on and headed to the kitchen just to the side of the stairs.We chatted casually as she waited for the kettle to boil, I wasn’t expecting anything else other than coffee at that stage.She made the drinks and we. He did the same to the other, and soon she could feel the wetness growing between her legs. He moved down even lower, playfully kissing her stomach until he reached her skirt. She lifted her hips so he could slide it off, and he continued to brush his lips against her skin. When he got to her underwear he stopped and gazed back up at her. Her chest was heaving with excitement, and her eyes begged him to go on. He slipped his fingers beneath the fabric and slowly pulled them off, breathing in.