Loud, deafening. “Maybe I am. Whatever.” Cock head sliding across skin, foreskin pulled back. I don’t have to wank, I can feel the sperm coming ...to a boil, readying itself to push up and out. “It doesn’t matter. You’re just a fucking slag who’s going to get cum all over her face whether she wants it or not.” Rain hammering, heart pounding, a gushing in my head. Cock head slides over her cheek, lips, up over other cheek. Sperm rising. Now! Now! “Take it, you fucking slut!” Sperm emerges, spurts.. It was clear she wore no under clothing at all. When they danced he put his hands up under her dress and cupped her ass. He pulled her tight to his body and rubbed his cock against her as they danced around the room and every one watched in amazement. Later they sat and he had her on his lap with his hand under the short dress and two fingers in her cunt fucking her. It was not long before he walked her to a dark corner and pulled out his dick and shoved it in her cunt and fucked her hard. He. I accepted her invitation to call on Christmas Day afternoon, and I had a very nice time talking to her parents, some neighbours, and of course, Belle. She was very pleased with the cashmere scarf I gave her. Again, my mother helped me with the colour selection. She had a gift for me as well; a new wallet. A thank you kiss on the cheek seemed to make her day.I noticed there was no sign of Tommy Metzler during the holidays. I decided not to broach the subject with Belle, in case he was still in. The profile was of a young wife that wanted extra sex had to have a huge cock and be totally shaved and loved all the usual stuff, oral, anal, and enough positions to keep her interested. I gave a destination and set off. I arrived at the pub that was fairly local but far enough away without the risk of being seen. I only knew her name was Carol and was 25yr old average height and natural blonde, I entered the pub and scoured the room I could not see anyone that had that description, I went to.