He was surprised at how wet I was as he rubbed my clit a little until I ordered him: “Stop teasing and just fuck me”…The he moved to get between... my open legs and he went forward in one single motion, entering my wet cunt. I gasped as he penetrated me so wildly.As he started to fuck me, he was going fast and hard; I was still with my legs in the air and moaning with every deep thrust. This was a fucking session I really needed and this young bastard was not disappointing me. After a few minutes. Quick! Their looking this way! You better kiss me or we don't stand a chance at winning." I said excitedly.And so, as we lay there kissing each other passionately for what seemed like an eternity as I slowly ground my pussy up and down the length of his cock. By the time we heard Bob tell us to change positions, my pussy was soaking wet and there was a burning desire in my loins screaming to be quenched.He looked up at me and asked, "How we going to do this?" I going to put my legs together,. Heck, she could probably smell me; the place just reeked of hot pussy. Finally, I took off my clothes and moved her so she was lying across the bed with her head back over the side and her mouth open. I figured that position would raise doubts even if she had figured out I was a girl and she would be expecting a cock right up to the moment I sat on her face. She didn't even flinch though, just moaned and started eating me. I was so hot I came in seconds and then I had her sit up again. I. LOTS OF TORQUE IN THE BELOWThe result can really be thought of “Branding”. Trust me, that is way beyond getting a tattoo.My wife was permanently branded. In her case, it was first done by members of a Purdue football team. Most of the black players fucked her, in succession, and over a period of months. After that extended workout, she ripped at the dorsal (rear) section of her sheath. That rip was then there, to remind us of who branded her. Once there is a rip like that, it tends to get.