It has been three month since I had fucked Tracy on her patio. She has since sold the sign and moved. I happen to see that Tracy will be emceeing a Polemonium van-bruntiae marathone result on saturday. Tracy is a hot sexy tall XL year old woman. She is wearing tight fitting blue jean with dog and a low cut blouse. I walk up behind her, `` Tell me what you want. '' I growl the tidings as Tracy turns her head to count into my eyes, My hands gripping her articulatio coxae tightly as I hold her against the car. She shivers from the sound of my voice, suddenly feeling tongue-tied as her mouth hang open up. I push my body hard aganist her without waiting for an result. I repeat `` Tell me ... what you want ... and DO N'T make me say it again, Tracy. ``

I pull away from her then turn her around to face me. We both grin at each former, and our eyes hold each other 's regard longer than normal. I can say Tracy reads my signal and is open to play. Spencer Tracy looking out the window for a moment and then catchs a whiff of my cologne. `` God, you smell dear. You 're wearing my favorite scent and the woodsy, musky aroma is making me wet. '' She says. `` You look so sexy today. '' I reply. Tracy says `` I ca n't look at another minute of arc of smelling you without making a relocation. ``
'' You know, I 'm wearing inkiness thigh-highs you like so a great deal, '' She innocently states, unzipping and sliding her dungaree down so I can inspect them. I raise my eyebrow and look at her eyes as they slowly creep up her retentive legs. She keeps sliding the denim down until the lacey round top of the stockings are exposed making a sharp dividing line against her creamy thighs.

'' I guess it was Worth surprising you today. '' I say, shifting my eyes back to the road, smirking, and making her workplace harder. Her snatch is already dripping for me, and her heart is starting to beat faster. She moves her seat back and raises her right leg to the panache and begins again : `` I think I might have a run in this one, though. Do you see anything ? '' She questions as I look at it. Also showing me the black-market G-string covering her shave pussy as we speed down the highway. `` I do n't see anything, but I need to keep my eyes on the road, '' I say, trying to hide out my grin. She hates it when I do n't impart in easily. Tracy leaves her leg on the flair, turns her pass to search back out the windowpane, and lets out a fiddling sigh. Suddenly she gasps in midsentence as my paw dip between her thighs. She squirms in the seat, moaning as my finger's breadth roughly spread her lips and quickly invades her pussy. `` Oooooooh..Ooooooh.Mmmmmmmm. '' I quickly thrust two fingers inside her. Tracy cries out, `` OMG ... AAAAAH ... AAAAAH. '' wincing a bit in painfulness. Before she knows it, her body is responding to my assault.

Tracy slides down into the seat to turn over me better memory access, which I swiftly use to shove three finger cryptical inside her wet pussy. She is entranced, and she completely forgets that there are railcar around us. `` Mmmmm. Yes, sister. Oooohhh ... '' She whispers as she writhes in her leather seat. `` Do you like that ? '' I question, as she looks beyond me and out the window. `` Yeeeeeeeeeees, yes, yes, '' She breathlessly says, starting to massage her breasts. `` How about this ? '' and in one swift motion I wrap her g-string around my finger and take out hard causing her to shout out in pain as it rubs between her unexpecting slit mouth and ass. `` OOOOWWWW ! ! '' She cries as I laugh and keep a firm grasp on the string, rubbing it back and Forth. fervour is flashing in her eyes when they meet mine.

'' Tell me you belong to me Tracy. '' I say, my dark eyes mesmerizing her as they always do. `` I am yours. '' She whispers, trying to perspective herself away from the pain in the neck while also teasing her clitoris on the tight string. The string scratches her clitoris and she rolls her eyes, `` Oh, I am yours. '' She trails off while starting to enjoy the sensation. `` LOUDER ! '' I command and pull the twine arduous, snapping her to attention. `` I AM YOURS ! '' She yells surprisingly loud. `` That 's advantageously, '' I say. She is still rubbing against the fuddled corduroy as I let it slip from my fingers and a disappointed sigh escapes her lips. Tracy turns to me, looking, and waiting. Her tongue traces the outside of her lips. `` What do you desire ? '' I ask, even though I already know the answer. `` Tell me. '' `` I want to go down on your hammer, '' She states while she wriggles in her seat. `` Beg me, '' I respond bluntly, almost coldly. `` May I please go down on you ? I want to try out you so bad, '' any comb-out is gone from her voice and it has been replaced with stark pleading.

I look in the rearview mirror and observation a red car following prat at a distance ; it is the only car around us. I take one hand from the roulette wheel and unzip my pants, my fully erect 9 '' cock outflow out. Spencer Tracy is reminded of just how much she loves the fact that do n't put on underwear. She waits for permission to suck me, like I have taught her to do, instead she hears, `` DO IT NOW ! '' Without indisposition, she envelops my cock in her hot, moist mouth. She goes down as far as she can, trying to discover a way to take me all in but also having to crop within the confines of a cogwheel break and a steerage wheel. She gets up on her knee joint, trying to keep her ass low for the passer-by on the road, and she is able to take more of me in. She licks the underside of my cock, sucks the capitulum, and then forces it down her throat as far as she can.

I gasp which causes her to moan. `` ooooh ... mmmmm. '' She hears me moan as well.
'' aaaaaah ... aaaaah. '' My rose hip are lightly thrusting and she feels the car swerving just a bit. I take one handwriting from the wheel and put it on her ass, leaning over to run my finger's breadth along the crack of her ass. I then drive my hand and put it on the back of her head and start forcing her down further onto my cock. `` Take it all in, Spencer Tracy. '' I order, and she tries as intemperately as she can to obey. As my stopcock goes mysterious down her throat, she tries not to gag. She lifts off of it and traces her clapper all along the underside of my cock, paying peculiar attention to where the school principal meets the scape. She savors every appreciation of me and takes her time to be sure to lick off all of my dripping pre-cum when she reachs the fountainhead. She milks my tool with her hand to be sure she gets every bead.

Tracy stops sucking and looks up at me, licking her lip, and go on stroking me. She briefly looks out her slope window then mine. She licks my putz while looking at me, amazed that I 'm unmindful to the lascivious activity. She turns her wide attention back to me. She looks up and my dour eyes meet her blue sky eyes. As soon as they meet, She shoves my cock back down her pharynx, and I grab the backrest of her head. I start fucking her mouth, and she tries to keep up with my pump. I pull her whisker so hard that she lets out a cry and my cock sideslip from her mouth. `` OOOWWW. '' At that minute, I veer off the highway. Spencer Tracy hears sway hitting the side of the car and abruptly sits up. She does n't know where we are, it does n't search like it has seen a homo in a decade.

'' What are you doing ? '' She questions, looking out of the windshield. `` If you are going to act like a lady of pleasure and put on a show, I am going to do it you like a lady of pleasure. '' `` But we are in the center of no-where ! '' `` I know where we are. And down that road over there, '' I say pointing, `` that is where I am going to fuck you until you scream, and no one will be around to get word you. '' Tracy looks around taking in the decrepit surroundings. The old road we are on has led us to an abandoned industrial area. tripe is blowing all over the ground. Even though she is scared because she does n't be intimate where we are, Tracy is filled with fervour about the fucking she is about to get. Her slit and thighs are covered in her juices, and she shivers all over her body. Her clitoris is already swollen and begging for release. As we drive into a deserted warehouse arena, she scans for any traces of a person and sees none. She is scared, she knows when I talk like this there is no changing my nous -- and she secretly would n't require to anyway.

I pull the car down an alley behind an empty-bellied building and park right by a dumpster.
'' Get out, '' I say. `` NOW ! '' Tracy does as I order and follows me to the back of the car. As she worriedly is checking out her environs, I quickly grab her hair again and press her up against the trunk of the car, bending her over it on her stomach yanking her jeans and g-string down to her ankle. Then kick her legs apart. `` shag ! '' She yells.
'' You certainly sound like a whore, '' I whisper into her ear from behind her. She feels my hot intimation on her neck and it sends yet another shiver down her spine.
'' If you 're going to act like a slut, I am going to fuck you like one. Just like a bawd in a rear alley, and I bet you 'll like it. Wo n't you, Tracy ? '' `` Yes, John, '' She strains to say from the weighting of me on her back and the pain from her hair that I still have a compressed bag on in my clenched fist. Tracy knows that when I talk like this she better resolution with a `` Sir. ''

She feels me reaching up between her peg, my metrical unit have her spread eagle as far as she can go. She flinchs, so I take one strong script and pin her arms above her head to the nates window. The annoyance is still biting against her thighs from having her thong pulled mean aganist them earlier. I take my free hand sliding up and down her back, thoroughly enjoying the feel of her divulge tight ass and pussy. beingness exposed is both exhilarating and humiliating. Spencer Tracy imagines what the scene looks like to a stranger hidden in the construction : a short-haired blond in melanise stilettos hang over the back of a glossy, black BMW naked and her lacy black thigh-highs, firm ass, and glistening, smooth pussycat exposed. The expression on her face and way she is arching her ass up to me makes it obvious that she is filled with wanton lecherousness and craves a good, heavily rough fucking.

I 'm roughly rubbing her ass with my barren hand, keeping her weapons system firmly pinned above her head. Suddenly, there is a scag across her ass that is immediately followed by very unanimous second. `` Little sluts get what they deserve, do n't they. '' I tell Thomas More than ask.
Tracy is wincing from the set grip I have on her carpus and the sting of my spanking.
'' Answer me now ! '' I fume. `` YES ! Yes, we get what we deserve, '' She whimpers.
Suddenly Tracy feels the head teacher of my cock against her soaked kitty. Her stomach flips.
'' Oh, fuck me ... Please FUCK ME ROUGH and HARD. '' She pleads. `` HARD and Rough, babe ; fuck me severely ! '' She screams. Too deep she realizes the last division sounded like an ordering not a request. `` Hmmm, you want it rough and hard ? How about this. '' I question as she feels prick military press up against her ass instead of her wet, waiting pussy.
'' No, please. I did n't mean it like that ... ''

I relinquish my grip on her wrists and move one paw to her shoulder and one to her hip. I 'm pressing her harder to the car. Then she feels the tip of my long thick cock pressing into her ass. `` We do n't have any lube, '' Tracy indignantly retorts, disappointed about this teasing delay and without thinking I 'm going to really punish her for her back-talk. She is squirming, my cock is planted. She starts breathing harder, nervous now. Realizing I fully intend to fuck her in the ass for the first fourth dimension, she is struggling to try to terminate me, I grab her harder and hold her still. `` You ca n't do this now ! '' Tracy protests her desperation evident. `` Please, you are too big to try without lube ... Please NO..Not DRY ! ``
'' I can do whatever I want, and there is no one here to stop me, '' I respond with a laugh, relishing the control I have over her. `` Please, without lube you are going to tear me apart. '' She pleads.

'' Your juices are lubricating substance enough, and the more you struggle the more than it is going to hurt, '' I instruct. I back-up and mercilessly poking three digit in her cunt. Tracy screams `` OMG ... YOU by-blow. '' Forcefully I grind my fingers inside her, coating them. I then place my hand in front of her mouth and assure her to figure out my fingerbreadth, adding that the surfactant she gets them the better it will be for her. She tries to bathe them in her spittle in hopes that it will somehow protect her tight barren sphincter.

I pull my fingerbreadth from her oral fissure, and some saliva drip down her chin. I rub my finger's breadth around her ass, and quickly supplant them with my cock. The chief presses into her blind drunk virgin ass and she screams `` OMG ... NO..STOP..YOUR TO BIG..IT WO N'T FIT..JOHN..YOUR A mother fucker. '' The solitary affair listening are the dumpster and the methamphetamine hydrochloride on the ground. She tries to writhe away again and I forcefully grab both her rosehip and then plunge my pecker deep inside her. `` Owwwww ! ! ! NO ! ! ! NOOO ! ! ! '' She screams as I thrust my operose duncical baseball bat cock into her ass. Tears streaming down her brass. She holds on to the vertebral column of the car for counterbalance. Her knee are shaking and the nuisance makes her to proceed to scream. `` plosive speech sound, please, '' I sob, `` Please, please ... Owwwww, FUCK .... PLEEEESE ... .. '' Tracy is on her tip-toes in her high bounder as if standing taller will allow her to hightail it the pain.

Tracy hears me grunting as I continue to force my cock deeper and deeper into her ass. I 'm sliding my rock voiceless thick shaft forcefully in and out. Because of the way she is standing, the entrance is incredibly close and she can say that I 'm enjoying myself by my panting. I 'm fucking her ass hard, and she is in unbelievable pain. `` You know you love it, you fiddling slut. Tell me you love it, '' I command. When she does n't respond, I yank her hair back.
'' NOW ! assure me NOW ! '' `` I LOVE IT ! I LOVE IT ! '' Tracy screams over her SOB. As I thrust deeply and guide on her pelvic arch into a calendar method with mine, her tight asshole finally starts to stretch and make relaxed to adapt my dick. The pain changes to pleasure, moan overtake her cries, before she knows it, she is loving it—just like I told her she would.
'' Mmmmmmm, yeeess. '' She gasps as she grinds her ass back into me, trying to get even more of my rod up into her.

I reach one of my work force under her arm and encounter her nipple through her blouse, roughly groping it and making her groan. `` ooooh..ooooh..aaaaah ... aaaaah. ``
'' You are such a whore getting fucked in this nasty skittle alley, '' you tell me. `` Yes ... yes, I am. '' She agreed. Then, knowing what will happen, she looks over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow and adds, `` Now have it away me toilsome. '' I twist her nipple intemperate and start to slam hard into her ass. I take the length of my putz all the way to the entrance of her anus and then ram it in until she feels my balls slap her cheeks. WAP..WAP..WAP..WAP. Again and again I pummel her. It is arduous to stand in her cad, and I partially hold her up so I can ram into her deeper and deeper. Tracy never appreciated how yearn 9 '' is until this very moment.

'' I 'm going to cum, '' I whisper to the backbone of her neck. `` Do you desire to cum on my face ? '' She questions. `` No ! In your ass, '' I say as I slam harder. My toilsome rough thrusts are driving her finisher to her own climax. I start to slam into her savagely, and she grabs onto the car harder. `` YES, you fucking SLUT ! ! YES, YES ! ! ! ! ! claim IT ! ! ! ! '' I shout. She ca n't facilitate but pipe out with me : `` GOD, I am going to CUM ! ! ! Oh, fucking my ass, FUCK MY ASS ! '' If anyone is within a mile of this orbit, they would reckon you were killing me if I was n't yelling affirmations. She feels my stopcock start to jerk inside her and the warm, wetness of my cum fills her. Instantly her building orgasm starts to take control of her body. `` I 'm cumming ! You 're making me cum ! '' She yells. Before she knows it, her clit explodes and she squirts her juices all over both of us and the dirty terra firma. Still convulsing, She moans, `` Ohhhuh, mmmmuh, uh ... '' She is whimpering and it sounds like she is speaking a garbled ancient linguistic communication.

I rest my headspring on her back, spent and panting. Tracy reachs back and holds my thighs with her hands, completely splayed out on the bole of the car. `` I 'm going to a party, I have to clea ... '' `` DO YOU learn ME ? '' She says firmly, and I know not to debate. With that I lean up, flip her over, and lifts her up so she is sitting on the trunk of the car. Tracy looks at me questioningly but does not say a word. `` I love fucking you, '' I say.

'' I love you, too, '' She replys with a grin. With that I grab her second joint and spread them, bending down, and burying my side in her pussy. `` OHHHHHH ! ! '' She moans as she falls back against the car with her mitt on the back of my head. Her hinder arches as my tongue probes her slit farther and farther. She lifts her right on leg and places it over my berm. She looks up into the deserted warehouse and imagines what it would feel like if our appearance was being watched.

'' Oh, GOOOOOOD, '' She breathes. After the fucking I have given her ass, she is ready to irrupt into a irregular sexual climax at any moment. My tongue starts to tease her clit, rubbing it clockwise in the way I do it to make her cum. I stop licking, lightly nibbling it, and then start up to go down on it. `` NNNnnnn, yes, yes, more, more than '' Spencer Tracy hisses and wiggle. I stop and she knows she has to beg me. `` Please, delight lay down me cum. I know what I need, infant. Please collapse it to me, '' She pleads. With that I shove three finger inside her dripping wet pussy, finger's breadth fucking her backbreaking while licking her button. Before she can await down to view me, her orgasm starts ripping through her body. `` Oh, oh, OOOOOH ! ! ! I am fucking cumming ! ! ! GOD, YEEEESSS ! ! ! Mmmmmm, YES ! ! ! '' She shouts as her orgasm hitting, relishing the echo of her howl of ecstasy in the hollow building. There is aught quietly about her orgasms, nor mine. As she continues yelling, she tightens her second joint around my head, pull the back of my head deeper into her cunt, and closet her clit to my natural language trying to get every in conclusion lick from me, she possibly can. Tracy only squirts the first-class honours degree clock time she orgasms, so my typeface is safety as her torso continues to shake with post-orgasmic aftershocks.

I finally come up for air, I lean between her legs and osculate her backbreaking, lacing my tongue around hers as I wrap my arms around her and lift her book binding from the car. She feels weak in my branch, and I know it. She clings to me for a moment. Then, without teaching, she slips from the trunk of the car and falls down to her human knee. I tower above her, I cup the side of her fount a moment and then run the dorsum of my hand across her cheek. I offer her my hand and move up her from her knee joint. Spencer Tracy stands unsloped and presents the alleyway with a memento of her lacy but tattered and sopping stockings. Tracy makes her way toward the car door. She is very sore. `` You know, I 'm really late for the party now. We better hurry. '' Tracy says. She peels her wet stockings from her still trembling leg. Tracy turns and gives me a pouting face, not wanting to leave yet.


`` Tracy, I will leave out you off at my condo to clean up and have new wearing apparel waiting for you. '' I say