The problem with three words seemed stupid now, insignificant and small. I became angry at myself for being so scared of every little thing in this wo...ld, for being a wimp, for only having the courage to touch him when he wanted to hear my words too. God, it was so frustrating to see how stupid I have been. Stupid, stupid little hang ups that just make me unhappy, that make us unhappy. ‘Damn.’ I said aloud. ‘Damn. Damn. Damn!’ The remainder of the week went in the same feelings. For the life. Building up speed he wanted to feel her cum around him again and so pounded her hard knowing from before she liked it rough. After really giving it to her for a few minutes he could feel her tensing up inside and her breathing getting deeper before she moaned and spasmed around him, squeezing him hard and almost setting him off. She was even wetter now and cum was leaking from her stuffed pussy, which gave him an idea. Lifting her legs even higher, somewhat bending her, he pulled out and making. Now some people don't believe in the G-spot and I am not sure whether I do or don't. But I am told that it can be pleasurable either way. So I curl the fingers that are inside, and rub up against the interior of her vagina, pressing fairly hard there. Her eyes popped open and I got a desperate smile. So I stroke the fingers in and out harder as I continue to rub the top inside. And the pace on her clit picked up as well. Without warning her legs started to shake.The shaking subsided after a. “Ooohhhh,” I moaned loudly. My pussy throbbed around his hard shaft as my hips and pussy met his every thrust. Spank! Ben violently yanked on my hair, making my back arch. He fucked me harder, pounding more and more into me . “Is this what you want, slut?” he said, enunciating each word, and drilling his male tool into me. It was what I needed and craved. I wanted to be mercilessly fucked, and here I was, getting rammed so hard with a beautiful cock that I could barely breathe. Anybody could.