It was me who was going to have to fuck him, after all, right? We went to bar, thinking we'd just scope the place out. It was then, I saw Greg. He is ...ood looking, tall, in shape, full head of hair and not totally drunk. “I think he'd do, don't you? He's kinda hot,” I whisper over to my boyfriend. “Blondie, if that is who you want, go for it,” Sam smiled at me. It was easy as that, at least for us. When I went up to Greg, who introduced himself, his eyes roamed my body. I had a feeling he would. She brought her knees together making her pussy that much tighter when I entered her. I proceeded to pound away for probably a minute while she screamed saying "GET IT HARDER HARDER!" Then she said " Let me fuck you I want to be in control." So I leaned back to get the best view of my life while she rammed her ass against my throbbing cock. Then she started to get kinky telling me to spank her so I did. With every thrust she said "harder I want it harder." So I did after about 10 slaps of her. "I shall enjoy this, Mistress," Hameez spat out, "I have been humiliated and used by you for long enough. Ten strokes the Master said, but I may lose count." I will get you for this, you and my dog of a half-brother, if it is the last thing I do." Bold words, especially from a disgraced woman, but will you be alive in an hour's time?" replied Hameez.Hissss ... CRAACKK!The first stroke was across her shoulders and the pain was beyond anything Elaheh had ever imagined in her worst nightmares. She. “Good deal because I missed you and that sweet ass prancing around in panties. You miss me?” How do I answer this? I did kind of miss him, but did I want to say that? What would happen if I did? I must have zoned out in thought because before I could answer he spoke again. “Looks like you do. You’ve been looking up my shorts the whole time and that little dicklet of yours in getting hard in your shorts.” Holy shit….as I snapped to I realized he was right. I had been looking up at his.