She liked a bit of the rough and tumble type she saw in front of her although she'd the figure of a model and also the trappings of a billionaire’s daughter. He happened to be standing at the bus stop when she asked him if he wanted a ride as she  pulled over in her sports car that was really flashy.

 

 He was not bad looking, and working on buildings had rewarded his physique, but those faded jeans and boots just added to the flavor. Despite the fact that his face had two days of dirt on it , she liked it anyway .

Her short skirt was rolled back midway up her thighs and her skimpy top, under which she wore no bra, let her tits to flow from side to side in the most provocative way. The skirt went up even further, when she shifted gear and her chest bounced up and down giving a fairly ample erection to Peter.

He had a winning grin and he flashed it when he climbed in and opened the door of this somewhat tiny sports car. Denisa

understood she’d made the appropriate selection and quickly accelerated the car and headed to the countryside .

Peter was starting to feel somewhat just like a rich playboy, he kept glancing over at her thinking how fortunate he was to be sitting next to such a glamorous creature, who he would, in all likelihood, be fucking a few more miles up the road. 

Denisa understood exactly where she was going, it was obviously somewhere she’d been before and quite suddenly she turned down only a little side road and upward behind, what seemed to be, an abandoned cottage, but it wasn’t, it had turned into a love nest. It was just two rooms, a living space with a  kitchen and also a cozy bedroom. The bed appeared as if it went more than the usual cottage in a citadel. It was quite elaborate and dressed entirely in white.

His host quickly took her clothing off and bid him to do exactly the same, “We are here to fuck, she said, “Thus let’s get down to it.”It was a case although Peter wished it could have now been a little more romantic and so he stripped down to his socks and stoodthere expecting her directions. She lay with her legs wide open and actually threw herself about the bed. She was shaved but not totally, there was a small strip of hair running vertically which he thought looked quite adorable.

“I would like you to suck on my pussy lips and don't use your teeth ” she said, “Not too hard but merely as if you were eating an cream cake.”Peter didn’t mind the carpet munching so he pushed his face in between her thighs and started to nibble. She began to cry out loud and as he sucked more she started to thrash her arms about on the bed like someone possessed. Without asking for her further instructions he started to lick her wet slit.

From top to bottom like a dog that is friendly that is large. She went totally berserk pulling on his hair and moving He sucked even harder. And when she moaned more her sucked harder still.He was really sucking as hard as possible now on her clit  and she was trembling . She gasped for air and let out a final scream and then she began to quiet. Without any warning she sat up abruptly,and looked at Peter's cock. She then looked him in the eye and asked "Are you going to give that to me?"  She turned  and assumed the position doggie stlye. Rough hands and went up to her tits, grabing as much warm flesh could. Denisa appeared to be loving it but then became exceedingly anxious for him fuck her.

Fuck me and fuck me hard,” she demanded, and Peter pulled her unceremoniously towards him and he slapped her ass very hard.

“Keep it up.” She  demanded, “Fuck me more and more harder and harder.”

Holding onto her ass meat he rammed it in time and time again, each time a little harder than before but then the cum he began to surge in his cock.The speed increased until he could feel his sperm bubbling up in his rod and then as he fired his load deep up he gave a huge grunt. 

Denisa became hysterical, screaming "All the way inside,give it! give it!".

When all the fireworks ended she calmed down she ordered him to dress, coldly put on her clothing and after that drove him back to the bus stop without saying anything.

Peter still waits at that bus stop every weeknight, and sometimes he goes there on the week-end, even though he doesn’t have to work. In his head he believes that one day Denisa will want a very rough fuck again and she’ll come searching for him.