Not only was she going to demonstrate her power to control Cris, she would have a golden opportunity to put that little bitch Missy in her place.Missy...was Cris's on-again, off-again girlfriend. She was the typical 'good girl'; the one who had signed a chastity vow and made a big deal of letting everyone know that she had barely been kissed. In short, she was the opposite of everything Amanda, who loved everything about sex, stood for. Amanda happened to know that Missy had no idea of the. Her arse was beautiful. You don’t go there for the taste and aroma, but they can be fabulous and she certainly was that day. I licked her and ran my nose around, into her anus and all around her buttocks.“You like that, don’t you?” she said appreciatively.“I love it,” I replied.“Well tell me, Shondell,” she said, back in character. “What is it you like doin’?”“I just love licking yaw asshole,” I said. “Maybellene, I think I’m in love with yaw ass.”“Maybellene,” she said in her real voice. I had. I am a man, I will not tell you I need her, but I do. I need to touch her and kiss her and fuck her. I need to possess her as a man possesses a woman and is possessed by her in return. It’s as vital within me as my need to breathe. It drives me at an animal level, and it took much to resist simply tumbling to the floor with her and fucking her relentlessly without finesse. But being of nobler mind as well, I was able to move her the three whole steps towards the bed before pawing at the zipper. She had blonde hair which she wore tied up on her head and a little too much make up making her look almost porn star slutty which only added to my lust for her. Her skirt looked a little too small accentuating her wide hips and round arse and I wondered when was the last time that she had got a really good fucking? There was an empty seat next to Em and I began to daydream about pinning Michelle down in that seat and pulling her skirt high over her hips so that I could get to her pussy before.