She pulled away and whispered a deep growl in my ear that she wanted to be fucked hard and fast tonight, this would not be making love this would be h...ard core fucking. She likes to be taken roughly from time to time. I was not about to argue with her so I obliged her and forced her to her knees and shoved my hard cock to the back of her throat before she had a chance to even think of saying no. I grabbed her by the hair and started fucking her mouth telling her to take it like a good little. Her kisses expressed her anxiety; even her legs were shaking. "Are you sure, Shonda? Are you sure you want me to be the first?" Oh, god, Jack, I do! I dreamt of you fucking me."Jack squeezed her ample ass and lifted her slightly as his cock searched for her opening. He hoped the water would act as lube and make her first time easier."Fuck!" Shonda whispered as Jack's cock pushed in; she wanted to yell but didn't want to attract attention. "You're in my cunt!"He waited for her to adjust to his. As a blond, Afrikaans-speaking guy, the black policemen in the charge office had no sympathy for me. I was a criminal, simple as that, and would be locked up for the weekend. There was no way I would be released before Monday morning, once I had appeared before the judge. Although I did finally contact my family and inform them of my dilemma, all they could do was meet me at the court on Monday morning.Once I got placed in the police cell with thirteen other men, mostly hardened criminals, I. A year later I was retrenched, I did my best to find work and eventually reconciled myself that I was going to have to sell my apartment. This would have to happen over a period of months and I started packing my books and any articles that would fit in my car. I needed boxes and knew where I'd find them. I went to the wine store and Christy greeted me with her usual bubbly brio. When I told her I was in the process of vacating my apartment, she seemed concerned and said. " We can't have.