It was huge, and I was being bottomed out as she held my hips and attacked me without mercy.I think she wanted to hear me scream in pain, she was slap...ping me hard on my ass cheeks and slamming hard and deep. She was going wild, calling me a bitch and a cunt as she showed my ass no mercy. But I was getting so turned on, and I just grunted and met each thrust. She yelled ,"You're a little whore, aren't you?"All I could think of in response was "Is that all you've got, you lousy cunt?"Then she. She was wearing a white low cut sleeveless ‘A’ line dress with a pale blue flower print on which brought out the colour in her eyes. If I was Jack, I wouldn’t be bothered that she didn’t suck my cock. I was soaking up her beauty when she said “go on then, show me what you do!” “What!” “Show me how you suck off my Jack!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and neither could Jack by the look on his face. I looked down at his crotch, she said “See you just looked down at his penis, you know you. The room itself was spectacular, wine had already been opened, decanted, and poured. Appetizers were beautifully displayed and ready for consumption. We sucked it all in and began a laugh-filled meal of great French foods, wines, and desserts. The restaurant team had thought of everything, other than the grabbing of crotches under the table by the assemblage that went on throughout the dinner. While we tried to keep it under some control, the restaurant staff didn’t seem to be particularly. We sat at the beach and walked around. I showed Sarah what weed was like, Kathy wasn’t into it. We were kinda all just friends, but that was last summer.Anyways, about me. I’ m Matt. 5’10’’, 160. I work out, brown hair, green eyes. I’m 17, going into my senior year. Sarah was 5’4’’, decent boobs and a nice ass. She was a cheerleader, whereas Kathy was a softball player. She was taller than Sarah, and was going into her freshman year. She wasn’t that hot.Back to the party, my uncle had gotten a.