You let me in without a word. You feel a few cool drops splash on you as I pass tantalizingly close, only shooting you a precise, knowing look, for th...e briefest of seconds. I walk down your hallway, my hips swaying just so, as I unbutton my drenched blouse, without even a glance back. I drop the shirt on the floor and continue walking, my arms crossing, under and up, ripping off the tank top also drenched underneath. I have just had time to kick off my shoes by the time you make it to the end. And your really facefucking me more aggressive then you've ever done before not even letting me stop to breath. And then you take my head and slam my face to the floor and start fucking me raw. People are standing around videoing it taking pictures and some guys try to get closer and you say back off she's my whore and really go to town. You grab my collar so I can barely breath and slap my ass leaving marks everywhere. And when your ready to cum you pull out. Make me open my shirt and cum. " She bit aggressively into a neon pink doughnut. Tears filled her eyes. "Sorry babes, this is making me feel emotional."I gave her a hug. She felt soft and warm and smelt of cheap perfume. I find hugging people a bit odd – unless they are children – but it seemed to help. "Come on Lizzie, we can do this. We can. Trust me."I felt weirdly exhilarated. Not because I wanted Lizzie to be homeless, but because I like a fight. I find the easy option dull and the prospect of a struggle very tempting.. Some time in the middle of the night I roused, only to find myself alone under the blanket.Revelations in the Night"Shhhh...you'll wake him....oh fuck that feels good...please Mom...." I know exactly...how you like it, Becca....relax this won't take long...here...wait..."Near the house I could hear the muted whispers emitting from the mingled shadows of the two women kneeling together on the lush summer lawn. Becca was on her knees in the grass with her head down and her big ass raised high. By.