Im sure, just like any kind of relationships, we will make a few mistakes, have issues but one thing we know how to do for sure is how to care and lov... someone. We want the chance to provide the love we share for each other everyday, a shoulder to cry on when needed. If you get sick, we want to be there to help you feel better. If something goes wrong, we want you to be able to talk to us and we will do everything we can to help. Everything in this relationship between the three of us should be. No, the nail was right where he had left it. But what if it did fall? What if it slipped behind the table and he couldn't find it? He would spend the day tearing his room apart in search of it, or accidently step on it and hurt himself ... Best to be safe.With the nail in his pocket, Jason began his morning routine.Even with the much-needed day off, Jason could not relax. The TV played show after show and he had the limitless possibilities of his laptop computer, but he just couldn't get. I feel your hands on my hips, pulling me back into position.After what feels like a lifetime of waiting for you and only you, I feel the head of your cock, press against the dripping lips of my pussy. You grasp my hips tightly and force your way into my, no your, tight hole. You groan and I shudder as you fill me up with your cock. We pause a moment to relish the sensation of oneness we've so long desired. Then, you start fucking me. Not softly or gently, you are not making love to me--that. “No, no, no, no. I can’t do this! I can’t do this! Please don’t! Please don’t!” She cried as I rubbed my cock against her slit.“Come on now, I pay you pretty well to play on your phone all day. Call this an office perk.” I chuckled as I pushed my cock into her dry cunt.She jerked wildly, thrashing her ass out of the way. I brought my hand down hard onto her ass cheek, leaving a red hand print.“Listen up bitch. Hold still or pack your shit.” I snarled.She let out a defeated cry.“Pack your shit,.