Greg pressed in harder, feeling the outline and bulge of her lace covered cock. However, he had ideas about how he wanted to take her, and he complied...with her insistence only so far.After feeling her cock grow enough for the moment, Greg stood upright slowly, dragging his chest, abdomen, cock, and thigh against her swelling bulge. As they came face to face, he kissed her again, feeling their tongues meet. He moved his hips back and forth, grinding his own swelling cock against her beautiful,. "Is that your final answer?" Sir, the load you're carrying belongs to someone else. I think you should give it to her. I am here because I want to be and I don't want to be a substitute fuck. When you fuck me I want it to be because you want to fuck me, not someone else."I knocked Christie to the bed."I'll deal with you later," I said, before throwing on a robe and stalking out of the bedroom.I walked into the guestroom Meredith was using without knocking.She was dressed much as I was, sitting. My face was buried in the bed, and my hands were outstretched and gripping at the blankets. Chuck was pounding me with long deliberate strokes, almost pulling himself out completely, then ramming it back in. IT felt so good to have a cock in my ass and I could feel the pressure building deep inside myself and in him as his cock seemed to expand more. He started to shoot his hot sticky load deep into my ass and I started to spurt out a hot sticky load right into my panties. Chuck rolled off me. "Did those bitches let you do anything you wanted, Holland?" Miriam pulled away after a moment."Yes," he whispered."Because you were paying them." Yes."She kissed him tenderly again. Her hand ran across his chest, her fingernails leaving a trail of goosebumps across his body."I'm not going to be one of your whores ... You're not going to pay me. I'm not your plaything, Holland." Although her voice was soft, there seemed to be an implicit threat underlying her tone. Her long dark hair fell over.