She pulled away immediately and to be honest so did I but the taste of her back door stuck with me and soon became the driving force behind all my ana... fantasies. Trouble was that no matter how hard I tried to convince her that giving me her ass was the right thing to do, she rejected all my advances until one night two years ago when we got drunk and started watching porn. Five minutes into the flick we were both naked and rolling on the floor. When she rolled on top of me my tongue went. But I certainly was not going to question her. So I headed into the bedroom.As I approached the open door, I saw that our room was bathed in candlelight. I was thinking that she had really gone to a lot of trouble to make this romantic, when, walking into the room I got an even bigger surprise. Libby was spread out in the center of our bed waiting for me. She was propped up on the pillows with a huge smile on her face as if to say that she knew something I didn't know. Her hands were gently. “I say we call it off. Obviously, your girlfriend isn't happy about the bet, so call it a draw. We walk away, no harm, no foul.”Johnny looked over at me; I looked at him, hopeful that he was smart enough to call it off. But then the crowd roared. Damien's team had attempted an onside kick but had failed.“No way,” Johnny laughed. “We're already close to field goal range, a few runs, a field goal, the game is over,” he shouted.Damien looked over at me shrugging. “I tried.”I looked at Johnny. I. Even though I wasn't really interested in the merchandise, I enjoyed watching her enthusiasm as she checked everything. She wasn't buying anything. After I reminded her that we were going to dinner and she needed a nice dress, she got down to some serious power shopping.She said she wanted to surprise me and asked if she could look for something on her own. I handed her a credit card that I had already set up for her signature. With a quick kiss she was off.I wandered back toward the hotel,.