. you bastard; you bastard, BASTARD, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!"But a funny thing was taking place. As she moaned and called me names she was pushing back...at my invading cock. I stopped thrusting and stood still as Mellissa moved back and forth fucking herself on my dick. She rammed herself back at me as she cried:"You miserable asshole, bastard, low life cocksucker" and then she screamed, "Why the fuck did you stop!!?? Fuck me damn you, fuck me!!"I started pounding into her and the harder I fucked. "I think I'm wearing to many clothes," I remarked, "Don't you?". I started to remove my shirt very sexually. All she could do was nod yes. She was totally engulfed by me, as I was her. I fumbled with the buckle of my trousers. Undoing it my trousers slid gently to the floor. You could easily she the shape of my hard on though the material of my boxers, and Tia's eyes were fixed on it. Leaving them on a approached Tia. Slowly I leant down and kissed her on the forehead. She then reached up and. I continued to pretend I was in deepsleep. Raising her saree over her hips, she knelt over me withlegs on either side and started rubbing the red tip inside her pussy lips. Ilet her continue for some time and when the tip was the point of entrance ofher puss I have a jerk upwards, entering the cave of ecstasy. She screamed. Iheld her down by clasping her butt. Let mego, it hurts. Just let it be inside for sometime the pain will go.Slowly I made her lie down on my chest andstarted caressing her. With Polly in full view as she reached to her waist and savagely pulled the hem of her t-shirt out of her pants. Then lifted the garment upwards, inside-out, baring her torso as she obscured her head. My guess was confirmed: Polly hadn't bothered with a bra. Fortunately she was turned so that her breasts were out-of-sight if not quite out-of-mind, but there was that sudden moment, as she tugged her head through the neck of the shirt, where the supple maneuverings of her back revealed a beauty.