"I want to ride! Let me bounce on that big dick!" she announced. I pulled out and lay back on the bed. She clambered on top. She leaned forward and... kissed me. Her lips were soft. She kissed gently. "Can this be our little secret?" It can!" I am just a pure lesbian to everyone else! But, you did something to me. I am not sure if it is because you are so sweet, or if it is this..." she reached between her legs and grasped my cock. She raised up and slid me back inside.She began to ride. . She knew it and I knew it. Our fates had been sealed a long time ago.That chemical bond is what allowed me – really forced me – to share her. Like owning a hovering gleaming of raw energy, I couldn’t only use the light or feel the warmth myself. No matter what happened, I’d always own it. Benevolence seemed the only option. But make no mistake; I had cruelty in mind as well. Give them a little. Make them know what they are missing. What I have that they’ll never own because only I can own it.. After 20 minutes she received a text. It said she had to pick up a guy in the bar, and give him a blow job, keeping the cum in her mouth and then find Tracy in the car park before she could swallow. Again she had little choice as the alternative was those animals of Mikes so she looked around the bar to find a man. In the corner was a guy sitting alone so she walked over and asked if she could join him. They had a couple of drinks and then to her shame, Sue had to ask the question ‘Um, this. It didn't happen that night or that month, it did happen tho, and alot, everywhere. Some of my favorite spots or on the hood of the car or in the woods, getting blown in the middle of the road driving down the street having to pull over when I orgasm, on her period in the woods behind the waterfall, swimsuit changing areas at a County Park. Underneath the bush in my front yard at like 3 in the morning after a wedding you name it we f***** there, her own bed on top of her husband's clothes.