Flicking my bean. Masturbating like a madwoman, okay? I’ve been horny as fuck, sexually frustrated, and I don’t have a boyfriend, or even a girlfr...iend, right now. No one to help, and I’ve needed it!”“Girlfriend?” Bettina’s eyebrow rose. “ ... I’m sorry, Sweetie,” Bettina said, sounding very sincere. “I do understand. We understand. The sexual frustration.”“Then suddenly I’m here and you two are ... are ... doing that, and it is not helping, okay!? And now you’re telling me weird sex shit about. Hear me let out a satisfied laugh."I bet that one hurt, did not it slut?" Yes," you moan, spreading your legs even wider.Your hot, wet pussy still stings from my strike when I bring my hand down repeatedly in rapid succession. Another yelp erupts from your throat when you realize that you chose to do so at the exact moment that one song is ending and another begins. Though it is only a split second, your cry echoes through the bar for what seems an eternity. Now you feel anyone who has not. Eric is going to be in such a grumpy mood. It's his own fault." You could come over to my place. We could watch a movie or something."I wasn't thinking of anything more than being a friend to Erin and I did enjoy her company this afternoon."Okay!" she said excitedly.I walked her to her house, but stayed outside when she went in. She came out about ten minutes later changed into blue jeans and a sweat shirt. It was a little cooler since the clouds began to roll in."Everything okay?" I. Aaaaah. Mmmmm. Yeah. Yeah. Was shaking; I bite it a bit. He moaned hard. I took it deep inside mouth but it was hard as it was large. Then he asked me to lie on bed, widened my legs. He spit on my pinky, he was inserting it inside. Oh god. Fuck! I was about to die. It was freaking pain. I was crying. He licked my tears. He was fucking me. Aaaaaaaaah aaaaah. Fuck me hard. It was bleeding. So he sucked my pussy lips and again screwed me for fifteen min. I enjoyed it a lot. Then he wanted to cum.