”“I’m not a prostitute,” she replied sternly.“That’s what you are when men pay good money to fuck you,” he sneered, “you must be cheap..., an old slag like you, what about your husband, does he know.”“Of course he doesn’t,” she replied, “l don’t fuck for money, l only fuck people that H and Barry tell me to fuck. Do you want to talk all night or do you want to fuck me.”“Do you reckon you can take a beauty like this up your arse?” He said, shaking his cock.Vera decided to humour him. “I will try,”. I opened it and was greeted by the sight of Sam in knee high white stockings, a plaid skirt, and a white blouse which she had clearly unbuttoned at the top and bottom after school. I felt a lump in my throat as I forgot that she went to Catholic school. Bubbly and cute as ever, she asked if I was ready to go. I introduced her as my friend's little sister to Gina and told Gina I would call her after we were done at the library. I caught Sam staring at my six pack abs and the obvious bulge in my. She was tight.“Ah, so full!” she crooned. “You stuffed me good! Now please, lover, batter me senseless!”He duly did as ordered, and pulled as far back as he could before burying his cock deep, again and again, his balls slapping against her cheeks loudly as they both grunted with each collision. All the while he touched what youthful firm, yet soft and yielding skin he could reach on her thighsHe saw her bite her lip, then stuff her hand in her mouth as the muffled screams of her climax tried. I'm so ready for you. Make love to me.”And he moved. He rose over me, so muscular and strong. My arms grasped him, pulling him down atop me. His cock nudged my pussy. His eyes burned as he kissed me hard. I tasted myself on him. My pussy. Sweet. I tasted sweet and delicious.No wonder he loved devouring me.His cock pressed on the entrance of my pussy. I held him tight as we kissed, moaning into his lips. This was really happening.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Clint EllistonMelody's pussy was so.