"I was going to finish my beer." Good. You stay." And she was off. I sipped my beer and watched the scene. I am usually proud to be an American. But o... a night like this watching the parade of idiots on alcohol I was a little sad to have to be associated with them.I was on the last sip of my beer when the waitress showed up with a full one. She set it down in front of me. "I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't order a beer." It is from me. Please, Prosit, enjoy." She was off again. What the heck? I. We tried and failed when attempting many different positions during sex, most fails were because of my short thick cock not being long enough. She always wanted to spend the night after sex but I told her Debbie would get pissed...even though I knew she wasn't going to be coming home. After a few nights, I'd become a jerk and we'd beak up for a few nights and then get back together for sex a few days later. I thought I had everything figured out. I was wrong.Debbie did move out with her new. They drove off and I went inside.In the family room my dad was reading the Sunday paper. I kissed him on the cheek and told him I was going to take a shower. I got in the shower. The hot water was pouring all over my body. I added soap to the mix. It felt so good to wash Todd’s touch off of me. I then started thinking about the night with my parents. I got excited. Started rubbing my pussy. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw someone in the bathroom. I peeked out behind the curtain and. I swallowed hard as he typed again, good girl, I like obedience in a young woman, now sit with your knees 5cm apart, and let Sven look at your beautiful pussy.I was convinced it was Sven toying with me, having a dominance fun with me, so I let my knees open, as to whether it was five or ten cm made no difference, I sat there open-legged for him to see whatever he could.It was like a game of cat and mouse and I played along, and as Sven took in the new views afforded by me, he started to shift.