<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Jerry Dawson</span></span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/52369226-3528-4ca1-91bb-aab87f83ff6d_zpsf1eea54c.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Jerry watched her when she went to her bedroom and her swaying hips were more than an invitation to jump up and follow her there. God, this girl was some damn vixen and she knew it. He realised more and more that he wanted to see her again. Cat may not be the type of girl he would consider first for dating, on the other hand he was unbiased enough to give everybody a chance. In his line of work he knew that not everyone was born lucky and that there were more than decent girls even in the shittiest places. Not that he would call Cat's home a shitty place. He let his eyes roam around and took in the interior. It was neat, clean and functional. Nothing extravagant, it was obvious that money was a concern for the girl. Jerry could understand that, life wasn't cheap anymore at all. But his thoughts stopped immediately when his eyes were drawn to her again, just at the moment when he had seen something laying under the dining table. Something that seemed misplaced there, but the strange feeling that had come to him for an instant was wiped out when he watched her breasts bounce slightly, when she returned to him with a box of condoms. Fucking all night? Yeah, that was more than likely if he had to give his two cents here.<br/><br/>He watched her with a horny smile, while she ripped off the wrapper and then placed the condom on his hard meat in the only way it should be done, if anybody would ask him. Jerry wasn't really a friend of condoms, not after he had tasted sex without and he would give a lot to taste her wet pussy without anything between them, even something as thin as this protective film. Maybe if they really dated and found a liking at each other it would happen at some point. For now it was unthinkable. You couldn't call girls unresponsible at your work for getting knocked up by someone and then risk the same in a one night stand. A coy smile appeared on Cat's face, when she asked him, if he was ready now to fuck her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Honey, I could kiss you all night and forget all life around me, but I am pretty sure that if I don't give you a taste of this dick now, you will simply rape me here and now. I admit that I like the idea of getting raped, but I spare you to put up the fight. Get your reward, little minx..."</span><br/><br/>Jerry's hands pulled her back on him and he could feel her hand guide his dick to the entrance of her lusty cave. He was well hung and rock hard for a while now, but any doubts that he might be too much for her dissipated into thin air. His meat slit into the wet pussy as if it belonged there naturally and they both let out a moan while it moved deeper and deeper. Cat must have been really horny to have him inside as she didn't even wait for her pussy to adapt to his size by moving it first half in. No, she slid down all the way on him until he could feel the hot skin of her butt on his hips. There was something in her eyes Jerry couldn't decipher properly, but it looked to him like some silent admiration. But now that he was buried deep inside her, he wanted more and he pulled her down to his lips, kissing her hard again while his dick started to move slowly inside her. Even with the condom it felt incredibly great and he knew that he couldn't get enough of her tonight.</div>