She doesnt give me a hard time, infact, she goes down as soon as she feels my hands on her head. Before long, shes inside of my hole, and shes licking up all the jucies that are dripping out of me. My body starts to rock against her face, humping her tounge. Meanwhile, Tiff is going back and forth, between my enlarged bud and my hole.

"Oh, god, ohhh," I think thats what comes out of me.

She also doesnt seem to care when I start pulling on her hair. I wasnt trying to hurt her or anything, its just, that familiar feeling was begining to build up inside of me and I needed something to hold onto. With ever lick, and every stroke, I feel my stomach muscles getting tighter and tighter.

Tiff keeps telling me how wet I am and how horny I make her. She says that hearing me moan and beg for more is pratically music to her ears. At least, thats what I think she said. My concentration was becoming weak, as I was approaching a very intense orgasm.

"Fuck me, yeah….fuck me," I edge her on, letting her know how badly I still need her.

Tiff wants me to keep my eyes wide open, so that she can see me when I finally come, buts its difficult to not close them. I try to listen to what she says but its so very hard. I cant explain it, just know that theres almost nothing better then a girl, in between your legs, licking away like theres no tomorrow.

Her head is shifting up and down, making sure that she captures every drip drop thats coming from my center. As time goes on, she just gets more rough and its turns into a desperate, meaningless fuck in no time. It always does. Like I stated earlier, that doesnt matter to me. Fuck, thats what Im all about now, meaningless fucks. All I want, all I need is for some sexy woman to let me bang them, like they are pieces of meat.

I know this sounds bad, but I cant help it. Ever since Spencer left, a part of me sees women as evil creatures. That is the part of me that just wants to push them, rip their clothes off, and fuck them senseless. I want to hear them beg, and to see the tears in their eyes. I want the satisfaction of knowing that they need me, they need me so very bad that they are begging me to touch them.