But Vincent, with his eight inch, thick cock, didn't know how to use it. I usually rode him when we fucked, but little did I know he had a surprise for me that night.
It was 4/20 and he was taking me to a party where I could smoke all the weed I wanted.
I was sitting by the bonfire in the dark when a hand flew up over the fire with a bottle in it.
"Vodka chugging contest!" the man yelled.
I ran to his side and sat down next to him as he passed me the bottle. It was a very old friend of mine from middle school that I hadn't seen in five years. I knew he liked me and I loved making Vincent jealous, so I took him over to where Vincent was, having drank plenty already.
I threw myself drunkenly over my old friend with my back facing toward Vincent and hiked up my jean skirt to where Vincent and all the other men around him could see my bare pussy.
Vincent grabbed my arm and pulled me off of the man who now had his hands on my bare ass cheeks spreading them apart and almost touching my pussy.
"Car, now!" he said, giving me a shove.
I felt bad. I knew he was mad and he was gonna take me home where he'd give me sexual spankings, and then make me reach my own climax without helping.