Pete positioned his cock near the entrance to Irina's pussy and looked deeply into her ice blue eyes. "Put me inside of you," he demanded simply and s...oftly.Never breaking eye contact with him, Irina reached between them and grasped his moderate-girth circumcised six-inch cock and guided the head to her very moist slit. Once his cock head was seated within the entrance to her sex, she could feel his excitement grow. She could not see any outward signs. It was just a feeling that she had learned. You are very right for me."We kissed once more and settled in for morning tea. I had found that coffee was unknown. We went down to the water and washed, air dried, and dressed. This time, she put on her shirt and shoes."Where to, my man?" she asked."North to the shopping area," I replied. "We'll see what we can find for my list along with anything else we can use." Don't be surprised that you may find it picked over." Yes, I thought of that. But nothing ventured, nothing gained."We packed and. So I had all but drug him down the hallway and outside into a dark alleyway.I let him push me against the wall, his mouth seeking mine, his hands roaming over my body. I let him take the lead, allowing him to think he was the one in charge. His six foot plus muscular body non-withstanding, I was tremendously stronger than him but I was enjoying his ravishment of me and saw no reason to change things.I managed to release his cock about the same time that he pulled my blouse open and pushed it. Melissa. The girl from your high school English class, the one you sat behind and fantasized about day after day. A petite blond with brains and a body to die for. Oh, she'd been nice enough to you, always smiling that pleasant little smile that told you she was too good for you. Always dressed so conservatively, so stuffy. You wanted so badly to grab that perfectly-styled hair and shove her over her desk, throw that skirt over her head and show her just what she was missing.You hadn't seen her.