I was biting and sucking her nipples, as I did she started to wake up. She tried to struggle but I pushed her down into the seat and warned her that i... she didnt stop struggling I would call my friends out of the pub and she would get it worse then. She thought about it and started crying. I grabbed her breasts hard and she flinched away from me. I started sliding my hand down her stomach to her pussy, which was to my surprise very wet. I slid my fingers between her pussy lips and up into her,. I get weak very quickly and only gain my strength again after orgasm. Odd, maybe, but true. And I know this as she's whispering all of this, rubbing my cock and pressing her body against mine. I can feel her breath on my ear and neck as she continues to talk. "Look at them Ricco, look at them dancing close together... Mmmmmmm, have you noticed they're looking this way? I wonder what my husband is saying to her as he holds her so close? What a nasty song they're dancing too, huh?" "Look at Vicki. I was spending a lot of time at the game room near school during the day and had started to become good friends with a man that ran the game room, For this story, I will refer to him as John. John was probably twice my age, had dark skin and dark hair, and it was not until a little later that I found out he was the owner. As I said, everyone at the school liked hanging out up at the game room during the day and sometime, even into the evening, including me. I really did not take notice of John. He'd come upstairs at first, just to see what all of the noise was about, but as he peeped through the doorway, he became instantly frozen. As he watched his daughter get fucked by her boyfriend, he felt himself harden. His hand automatically went down his trousers, and he stroked his cock desperately.After this incident, Emilia's father, Chris, often thought of his daughter naked, mounted on his penis, and he had many sleepless nights filled with these thoughts and a constant rush of seamen. .