Midnight began a quick stroke, rolling her hips as she plunged down on each stroke. Fighting Hawk felt a tightness that he had never felt before. No w...man or girl had ever felt this hot, tight and slippery. When he had raped a virgin, it had been tight, but not hot or slippery. She had fought like an animal, and he had enjoyed the battle, but that was all that he had really enjoyed. There was no passion, or willingness to give pleasure, just a hole to be used. The post women were usually. I continued (a little worried now). “whore”. She smiled and in that moment, I truly realized I could do and say what I wanted to her. So, while fucking her I leaned in, looked her straight in the eyes and told her she was a fucking whore. I grabbed her arms and held them down above her head with one hand and brought my other hand to her tit, then pinched her nipple hard and called her a fucking whore again. She gasped, and I lay on top of her and got my other hand to her other breast and. Let's make it last. Bobby stood silently, his cock bouncing to his pulse in my face. I leaned back and pinched my nipples, moaning as he watched. My legs were spread wide and my wet pussy on display. I watched Bobby kneel between my thighs, his cock pointed at my sex. I watched his cock as he took it in his hand and stroked me, his other hand on my knee. His eyes were fixed on my dripping pussy as he masturbated. Bobby surprised me by leaning in, rubbing his big cockhead up and down my slit.. "Shopping shopping?" Upper case and underlined shopping," she agreed."Because...?" Christmas is coming and you and I are going to be the hottest coupleever."I think it's good when your lover keeps surprising you."You know it's okay to be a girly girl," she announced when we took alatte break, without having bought anything. Perched atop tall stools inthe window of an artfully bland coffee shop overlooking a busy shoppingprecinct, we got sticky fingers sharing a Danish pastry and watched.