I listened to him, moaning thru his exertions. But, it kept building, growing like an acorn in the pit of my being. Only this would be a tsunami. I... closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, buried my face into the pillow. He slammed his hips against me. . c'mon Bitch. . c'mon Bitch. . C'mon, tell me..who's yer daddy? . . .Tell me who's yer fuck'n daddy? each word, each phrase punctuated by a slap of our bodies meeting. 'oooohhh fffuuuck, he cried and buried as much of himself inside of me as. But except for a few lingering memories of the pain, there was nothing I could put my finger on, and she seemed okay.It appeared everyone was going to the rodeo. So after getting dressed, we all headed that way.I immediately noticed the large number of military personnel stationed around the support area, but if anyone else did, nothing was said.Grace held my hand as we walked, but she was quiet. I spent a moment reading her, and saw she really wanted to spend time with me. I already knew she. His tongue worked fast to get as much as he could. Sitting up he grabbed my legs and pushed them back towards my chest.Looking down I saw his cock already hard again enter my dripping pussy as he pushed his pelvis forward. I held onto the back of my thighs as he went in and out.His toned body glistened with sweat and his eyes glowed with lust. Reaching one hand forward he squeezed my breast, playing with my nipple as he had my clit, occasionally pinching. As my moaning intensified he pulled out. I willingly part my legs for her. Her hand moves up my thigh to my pussy, her hand hovers over my pussy as she breaks our kiss. I pant for breath and so does she as I look down at her hand. I bite my lip as she kisses my neck. I moan and she whispers in my ear. Do you really want this? I hesitate to answer. I look up at her. Jessica, I want this. She cuts me short and kisses me again. I moan but push her back. But I dont want to do it here. Take me back to your house. Please. She smiles and.