“Fuck, you little horny slut, your pussy really likes my cock,” he growls grabbing my tits, smearing the sperm there into my skin. I can only gro...n in response, agreeing with him. Yes, my pussy loves his cock. “Want my cum in you, you little slut? Want to be my cum dump?” I moan my assent, longing for the feeling of being filled to the brink. Seemingly impossible, he increases his speed even more and is now driving into me at a frenzied pace. My body quivers with small bursts of blissful. The greasy one went in off when it was his turn and jabbed his cue into the floor, catching it angrily as it bounced on the rubber-tipped shaft. The girl took over and sank the next two spots. The guy, who had lost his form rattled one against the corner pocket and it failed to go down. I could see it now. This chick was hustling. She was either an awful judge of character, very brave or stupid. I surveyed the bar again, still nothing. I was paying far too much attention to the pool, but. As I'd noticed before, her breasts were small points in her habit, only a slight curve at her hips showed she was a woman. A quick glance into her memory showed me she was only 22. She'd only been 4 years removed from the abuse.I couldn't help myself. After the emotional release and then the kiss, I was feeling a now familiar tingle. I knew Shannon had never given herself pleasure, equating anything sexual with pain and degradation, but I wasn't Shannon and I couldn't see any harm in giving her. Russ needed no additional encouragement, diving into her trimmed blonde muff with gusto. Leanne moaned loader in pleasure.Nathan stopped feeling Wendy up and this time they both looked to see what was going on in the front seat. Two pairs of wide eyes watched over the top of the bench seat as Russ expertly licked and tongued Leanne's cunt, making her head snap side to side as she gasped in pleasure.After a few minutes Leanne realized that the sounds of pleasure from the back seat had stopped..