I could feel it hovering, waiting to snap down on me as I pleasured her.It inspired me to lick harder, to drive her wild. To prove I could take her pa...in and still make her cum like a slut. I would feel her juices pouring down my chin and cheeks. She would drench me in her honey and—CRACK!I grunted again. The pain stung worse. My back throbbed in time with my heartbeat. With my twitching cock. My balls tensed. My cum boiled in them, needing to burst out of me. Just fuck her, they seemed to. Robin allowed herself to be led up to this podium, still unable to believe what she was doing. She had actually accompanied total strangers across the street and was preparing to go up to a hotel room with them. Total strangers who were planning to treat her like "a slutty bitch," as the woman had put it. Was she mad? Did she have a death wish? Was this not the stupidest thing she had ever done in her life? Yes, it undoubtedly was, but she had also never been more turned on her life. She wanted. Once she turned, Kerri mauled her tits and pinched her nipples with her left hand and worked her clit with her right. I reached over and started finger fucking her and egging her on. “Work those tits baby while I fuck you with my fingers.” Before long, she slowed down her efforts and said, “Sir, may I cum?” “No you may not.” I pulled my fingers out to give her a short rest. When her breathing slowed down I plunged them back in and fucked her even faster. Kerri’s eyes were wide open, pleading. "Ditto here," Ron added. Jack drained his glass, and as he got to his feet said to Bill; "Bill buddy, we gots to let you know that every guy in the room would like to jump Melissa's bones, and would do so in a minute, if you were not in the picture." Homely fucking picture it is," Don added. "Lets play some cards, fuck heads?"Good guys. Good friends. But keep in mind that many true words are said in jest, passed through Bill's mind as he picked up his cards.March 26, 2000 brought a blizzard..