"Baby," I said."Yes," he replied. "Baby," I said again, louder."Move that ass!" he commanded."Baby!" I screamed.My leg began to twitch and my body sho...ok in front of him."Oh God, make me cum," I screamed.Men reading this will have never experienced what I'm about to describe, but some of you women have. I had one of those orgasms, the intense ones. You know, the quiet orgasms that you rarely ever have, and never forget when you do. I felt the blood rush through my body, I opened my mouth wide,. Bent over he raised her skirt to reveal a smooth, naked, soaking wet pussy. “Mmmmm”. He told her to spread her legs or she’d spread them for her. She complied moving her feet as far apart as they would go. He took a step back and assessed the situation, saying: “God you’re hot girl”. “Your body was made to be fucked by a real cock”. He stepped forward and took a long lick of her sweet-smelling pussy. She breathed in sharply. He put his fingers inside her and continued to lick. It felt. She had a boyfriend but was still flirting with me. My sadness was slowly turning into anger. So she was just a slut after all.I hooked up her bra and she put on her t-shirt.“You know, you shouldn’t go through peoples phone”, she said.I remained silent. Slut or what,I was still in love with her and this was making me go angry like hell. I guess my face was red. I guess she sensed that. She checked her phone and as I hadn’t closed the tabs so it was evident.“You went through my photos. No! how. Her hair had a shine like deep water and felt like velvet. She had an off-center part, with a pretty eves peak on her forehead.The hairline was perfect, without peach fuzz. She had a single piercing in each earlobe, with long hanging ornaments. Her nose was sharp, with flared nostrils like an Ellora sculpture. She had small flying dragons tattooed across her collarbone, 5 in total, one hiding under her bikini blouse.I touched her tattoo and asked with curiosity:Jeet: What does it mean?Premila:.