Julie sat on the right. Her light brown hair fell below her shoulders. At 32 years old, she had an athlete's body with firm muscles, small tight breas...ts, shapely legs, and an even tan. The darker brown of her pubic hair bespoke her honest hair color, and the only marks on her body came from the waist band of the sweat pants and higher up, tight sports bra she wore for her daily exercise regimen. Julie wore minimum makeup to great effect, and would be an attention-getter in any crowd.Next to her. "Well, are you going to stop so we can talk?"It seemed that Mia was a strong-headed girl for sure and I began to look for a place to pull off. There was a small dirt side road which I pulled onto and soon came to a small place to pull over."Okay, MIa, here we are. Now what?" I want you to have sex with me." I know that, you've said that already. I can't. It's as simple as that." I know you can, it's really that you won't." Well, okay, I won't."She pulled her teeshirt off and undid her sports. "Trip sighed, stopping in the middle of the room with one of T'Pau's blouses in his hands. "Maybe it's a good thing," he admitted. "I'm obviously not very good at looking after myself." You're totally crap at it, to be brutally honest," Malcolm snorted. Trip saw him leaning against the wall in a relaxed pose."Was there something specific you wanted to talk about?" Trip asked, knowing that Malcolm wasn't the type to engage in casual small-talk a lot for no reason."Well, I wanted to ask you to. When I am completely buried inside her, she wraps her legs around my hips and crosses her ankles. I need to fuck her hard. I want to pound my cock savagely in and out of her. I withdraw my cock from inside her, keeping the tip positioned on her warm, moist entrance. I squeeze her tighter and thrust my hips downwards, hard. I can feel her pussy getting wetter, with each savage thrust of my hips. M doesn’t move her hips. She lays still waiting for my next thrust and moans every time my hips.