“Yeah that’s nice. But get up. Now I want your pussy baby.” “Good, I’m horny as fuck, and I want your cock.” Gage heard a belt undoing and...imagined her struggling out of her tight skinny jeans. Then dropping to thin fabric of whatever micro thong she was wearing that day, if she was wearing anything at all. “Alright my little slut, are you ready for this?” Ryan asked teasingly. “Oh God yes! Put it in. Oh fuck yeah!” Gage could tell by her sudden shouts of pleasure that he had just slammed his. "All I wanted to do was slide over and say, "I'll do it!" I wanted to tastehis cum so badly, my mouth was watering! If he had used any other term than'fag' I would've been next to him in an instant, but the alarm bells wereringing in my head. I ripped my stare away from him, and cleaned myself up,I went to toss him the towel and he held up his hand. "Ohhh no, that onesgot enough spoo on it already." He reached next to the couch and usinganother towel began wiping himself clean. Bill said, "I'll. She never did any attempts to do anything about it. I think she didn't care. I had noted even some other minor changes in her behavior such as shorter skirts, more make up and the hair done more often an before. I am not more stupid that I understood that something was wrong and began to search after clues but could not find anything. Of course, I accused her that something had happened at the conference, which got her to skip our martial sex and give all her love to some Casanova she met at. “I can’t last much longer,” he groaned. “How do you want me?”“Just on top. Put the pillow under my head so I can see.”“What about a condom?”She shook her head. “Not necessary. Just fuck me. Fill me. Fill me with your cock. And your spunk.”He fucked her for as long as he could, marvelling at his own stamina when being encouraged by a woman in the ultimate stages of heat. As the end approached, she put her hand down and fingered herself, telling him how close she was, trying to get them to come.