”” A woman has her engine between her legs, her chooth….it is like a fuel tank which runs the car. Her fuel tank regularly needs some oiling whi...ch men provide. A woman should always gets somenice pumping of sperm from a man’s pipe. Your cock is like a pipe which puts petrol oil in a woman’s fuel tank. This is called fucking.”Her talk was turning me on. I told her ,”Can we fuck please?”She laughed and said,”Go to sleep. ”In the night, when she was sleeping, I began to wander my hands on her full. Hold her wrists with one hand, I moved my other hand to the back of her hair, grabbing a handful of her silky soft red hair. Pulling her head away from my mouth I bent my knee and pushed it against her crotch. Grinding my knee against her pussy and pulling her hair with more force, she moaned and whimpered as if she was either slightly scared or greatly enjoying the roughness I was using on her. I started to slightly bang and jab my knee against her pussy with more force and frequency. She. She leans forward so that her cantaloupe-sized titties are dangling above my chest, and slowly begins to slide her juicy pussy up and down my hard shaft. ‘Ummmm…’ Adela moans softly. ‘Your dick feels good in me.’ I reach up with my hands and begin to easily caress and fondle her breasts and tug gently on her nipples, as I let my hands roam over her tawny curvaceous body. I can see the brown areola begin to contract as her nipples begin to poke forward. She’s slowly stroking my cock in and out. Fucking big time. Now, fuck off Rob. Take your stuff and just fuck off. I don’t want to see you again.”He stood, transfixed, suddenly lost and realising that he had nowhere to go. Leanne could read his thoughts.“Why not piss off to Jill’s? She seems to like you well enough and a damned site more than I do.”“Look Leanne, calm down okay? It was a one off thing, it meant nothing.” He spread his hands in supplication and an effort to retrieve the situation.“Calm down? You want me to calm down? Rob,.