. faster and faster. You will see just how pathetic you are. You will see my control. You will realize how much you need me. You will realize that you...cannot go one day without wanting me to be inside you. You will feel it all build inside of you... you will ask to cum. I won't let you stroke yourself though. I will remind you of how disrespectful you have been to the one you NEED. I will make you respect me. I will fuck you harder. I will make you beg. You will beg me to cum... you will beg a. But with the Myers’, formality was important. Dale, of course, was at the head of the table, his wife at the foot. Sara and Wayne sat across from each other at the middle.As Sara’s mom began to serve the lasagna, Wayne noticed that Dale was staring at him again, although this time he was looking down where he sat on the chair. He was looking to see if Wayne had pocketed something! Wayne shifted uncomfortably in his chair, causing Dale to peer even more closely.“So Wayne,” said Sara’s mom once. After a few mins, while staring at her, she moved in to kiss and I reciprocated and we kissed for some time, while exploring each other's bodies with our hands with mine squeezing her tits and nipples and her rubbing my cock through my pants. We eventually broke the kiss and undressed, she laid on her back and I moved on top of her and we kissed some more. I started kissing other parts of her body like her neck slowing moving to her boobs and I played with them for some time sucking them,. I caught up with her a few minutes later and I asked her where she had been.“I hope you aren’t mad at me? I just hooked up with Rick. Remember the guy who you didn’t like?” she said.I immediately went into a jealous rage. I was very hard on her. I was angry that she had fucked a guy that I didn’t like and with the thought I wasn’t able to hook up with anyone added to my anger. I said in a sarcastic tone, “Why don’t you go fuck Rick again!”My wife said, ‘I thought you told me to go for it if I.