Her kisses where wonderful and holding her naked body to myself just made me melt. I had thought that her just touching my cock might make me “cum o... a dime” but, to my surprise it did not. She caressed my cock I caressed her pussy. I just love caressing her pussy. I let her caress my cock as long as I could stand it and then told her I had to get inside her. She felt so great. I then fucked her by pumping really fast inside her and calling out her name. I like being loud when my woman and I. I was so wet, and so close, I would have agreed to anything.Soon, with my air restricted, my fingers rubbing my clit, his hands around my neck, and him calling me filthy names I shuddered and came all over his thick cock inside my young pussy. He held my hair and head up as the rest of my body collapsed in sheer exhaustion and bliss onto his big belly. He was so warm, and his caresses along my skin so gentle, I began to hug him. “Good whore. But I didn’t cum yet you bitch”With that he threw me. We never got along. When he died, Mom got the house and his truck and Sandra got his Mustang. I got fuck-all!”“That is too bad. Sad too.”“Yep. I didn’t like him and he didn’t like me. I still miss him though.”Several moments passed. There was a sign up ahead that indicated we were nearing a bumpy section, so I slowed down.Out of the blue, I asked him, “Would you fuck a guy in the ass?”“No. That is really gay.”“Carl. Carl. Carl. As I said before, guys sucking and fucking is only really gay if. ...we'll take care of OH! (his hand squeezed a tit hard), please, please don't hurt me, we just, AHH! (he twisted a nipple)....” He pulled her back up to a sitting position. “This is the only way. Sorry. I'm having my fill.” Mark looked sadly on. His protests had died off. He was concerned by the physical abuse though... “please don't … don't... (John looked at him angrily).......don't be too rough with her....” Mark said, quietly. “Fuck that. I'll do what I want.” Mark replied, tired of.