"Hey, they might make a good couple." Yeah, if you could get past the part where he's a fed and she rides a Harley." He ducked out of her reach."As if... you're a walk in the park," she groused."Whoa, wait a minute, I'm a veritable amusement park." He let his voice get low and husky. "Hey lady, wanna ride the roller coaster?" No, but you might talk me into playing ring toss later," she let her voice get as sexy as his. "If you're good that is."He looked pained as she walked away from him and over. " She?" Yeah?" I just wanted to say that last night was really beautiful for me. I just feel like we're connected on a totally deep level somehow, like a part of you is with me now, wherever I go. Like I'm carrying you around with me in my heart."Sheila snickered. There was almost a tone of annoyance to it."There you go again, getting all emotional on me." Sorry. It's the truth though. I was just trying to cheer you up." I appreciate what you're saying, Ant. Now's just not the right time to say. ..CUM!!!...AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!!"I felt the bulbous head nudging at my opening to my little worn out pussy. I had spent all my energy on that last fuck. I let out a deep groaning gasp as I felt the head of his cock slip between my wet pussies. Unable to move anymore I only managed a feeble verbal struggle saying, “PLEASE, FUCK ME” If he heard me he didn’t show it as he attempted to slide his cock into me. The sudden thrust, I whimpered, “it won’t fit, and my pussy is too worn out and small?’ That he. She moaned and I bit firmly but not forcefully down on her.Her hands came up my back lifting my shirt so that she could run them over my shoulders. I remember well the feeling of her nails sliding down my skin. I had scratch marks running down my back for a week afterwards.I'm not sure how her shirt and bra came off but I remember suckling her nipples. She had those light pink nipples that get so fiercely hard when they are played with. The areola hardening and crinkling with the proud nipple.