“Oh fuck!” I almost shouted. “I’m cumming.” My climax began.
Squirts of my pussy juice shot forth, coating his fingers, spraying his hand and splattering his trousers.
“Fucking hell,” he said to me. “You’re a little squirter are you.”
“Yes. yes,” I moaned in reply as his rough and tough fingering caused my cum waves to flood even more.
“Yes go on, oh fucking hell.Yes!” I came and came, My cunt hot and steaming for this tall, strong hunk.
Once my climax subsided and my legs stopped trembling. I simply wanted fucked.
“Get it up me,” I almost begged. “Get it fucking up me.”
“You filthy slut,” he called me, at the same time as he was unbuckling his trousers. Within seconds his massive cock was out.
“Jesus fucking Christ!!” I again exclaimed. “Look at the fucking size of it!”
I wasn’t exaggerating. This was one serious cock. At least 8 to 9 inches in length and thick too.
“Oh fuck yes, I want it. I want it fucking up me now,” I greedily said.
“You’re gonna fucking get it darling,” was his foul mouthed response.
I turned around. Presenting my rear end to Ritchie. Displaying my young arse and pussy to this horny bloke. I was like a bitch on heat.
I splayed my booted legs as he nudged me from behind.
His trousers were now around his ankles. His massive cock shining in the lamp lights. Slowly he began to tease my wet young pussy lips with his cock end.
“Can you feel that?” he asked. I replied I could.
“Well fucking feel this!” and with one massive violent thrust his length was impaled up me.
That’s the only way to describe it. I was impaled on his tool. My short frame lifted off the ground. I could have sworn my feet left the ground.
“Oh fucking hell yes,” I exclaimed as his massive, throbbing cock shot up my wet gash hole.
“Right you dirty slag,” he whispered in my ear. “Take the fucking of your life.”
“Go on you dirty cunt,” I spat back at him from over my shoulder.
“Fuck me. Let me see how good you are. I’ve had plenty so far, don’t you worry. Plenty my husband doesn’t know about.”
His massive manly frame began to pound into me. His muscular body shoving me forward with each thrust. My face banged and crashed against the wall.
I motioned back, my movement making his cock enter me even further.
I managed to get my palms onto the adjacent wall, digging into the loose shingle as best I could.
Behind me Ritchie was now pummeling me. This was no soft and gentle screw. This was a fast, furious, frantic pounding.
“Oh fuck it,fuck it harder,” I told him. His balls were slapping against my quim, his body heaving me forwards.
“Ride me,” I pleaded with him.
“You dirty fucking scrubber. I knew you were a tart. The lads all said it and they are fucking right.”
His foul mouthed obscenities only made me more turned on.
For minutes he pumped away at me. Grasping my arse, occasionally slapping it.
I was being fucked senseless in the midnight air.
Fucked up an alley like a common whore.
I fucking loved it!
After a few minutes he announced he was cumming.
“Where do you want it?” I asked him.
“Right up your tight fucking cunt,” came his response.