I love her blow jobs and she is damn good at it. "I need you to fuck me! Hard!" DJ never talks like that when we fuck. She is a moaner...a loud moaner.... She must have really gotten a lot of fresh air. She stands up, turns around and puts her hands on the bench. Her ass is at just the right level. I can feel the heat from her soaked pussy. I slide the head of my dick along the wet slit. "Don't go slow...slam your cock balls deep in my cunt. I want all of it now!" She is so wet when I push into. She is looking into my eyes and I can see her boldness in it. She removed bra but covered her boobs with one hand and started taking her panty with other hand and kept her other hand on pussy covering it .I went close to her and gave a kiss on her shoulder to which she didn’t say a thing . I asked her to take off her hands and keep them back.She slowly removed her hands and there you go her beautiful nipples and shaved pussy are visible now. I hugged her and started touching her boobs and navel. It's like the music and the darkness and the heat bring out this confident, sensual alter ego who smiles and bites her lip and always says the right thing.The music echoing in our ears, we go out to the patio and rejoice in the chilly air. We find an empty section of the dark green bench, slide in, and sprawl out, my back and knees sore already from pressing my body against his. We chat about places and weekends and music; he puts his arm around me and smiles like it's a date and not just an. Her father and mother ignored me and my girlfriend after hearing my story started crying. Her reply came as a shock to me. She did not want a debt-ridden person and she slammed the door on me!I was crying the whole night and called her. My gf refused to pick up the call. The next days were going slowly, and then I got a message that my girlfriend saying that she had decided to marry someone else. I was shocked.I decided to find out who the groom was. I enquired my friends since no one was.