" His rough talk and his rough grabs were so out of place, so beyond anything in my experience, so surprising, I was shocked and had to suppress a nervous giggle." His rough talk and his rough grabs were so out of place, so beyond anything in my experience, so surprising, I was shocked and had to suppress a nervous giggle. But at the same time, the whole situation was turning me on. I didn't fear for my safety, because of the setting and that it was Scott, and I knew he would never hurt me. Still, the roughness was causing me to respond. Phil, always a gentleman in and out of bed, had never talked to me or felt me the way Scott was. This was new and exciting. I fell back almost willingly when Scott pushed me back on to the bed. "Scott! Stop it! Are you crazy?" I was protesting, but I was also keeping my voice low. Scott ripped down his zipper and pulled out a beautiful, rigid cock. He threw my skirt up over my face, pulled down my pantyhose and, instead of removing my panties, he merely pulled the elastic crotch far enough to the side to slide that wonderful dick into my already hot, wet cunt and I started the best orgasm of my life on his second stroke. |