She was looking around for Tricia to help and then realized Tricia was two barstools down on the other side. She had her feet in the air and her ass o...n the stool. Mr. Wet Fingers was fucking away in her twat.Kelly came a third time and this was the night’s big one. She shot a load of lady cum onto the floor between the bar stools. This guy was close. He grabbed her hips very tightly and was slamming in and out of her. He was fucking her hard and fast. He must have cum while he was banging. On. First I want you to fuck my throat while you whip my little cunt, then I want you to stick your base ball bat in me and listen to me scream I want to cry for your pleasure Daddy. Then I want you to use my ass hole as hard as you can and then beat my ass untill its bright red for your plesure Daddy. I said no..... I can't hurt you the way you want me to. Then she went ballistic. She took the full force of her young little body and pushed me on the bed jumped on top of me and said yes you will. After a few minutes she released her hold and pushed me away. "Okay. I'm fine. I'm fine. You can get to your studying, brat." "Bull. I'll just sit here for awhile. You can talk or just listen to music or whatever. I'm gonna stay for awhile, Maggie." "Do whatever you want. You always do, silly brat." With that she got up on her bed and pushed her pillow up behind her back. Then she crossed her legs and her arms. She was staring over at her darkened window. The shades were open, and a crescent. ..When I first started seeking this out it actually did not take me that long to find a woman shared these same desires. I sent her a message and a picture and told her I just wanted to make a date and time to meet at a motel room ... no long introductions ... no dinner and drinks ... just meet and fuck bareback like the sex-addicted sluts we were. She agreed, sent me a picture of herself and her number and told me it made her cunt drip with anticipation to be such a wanton, pleasure-seeking.