" So you can't open the drawers and freakin' look??? Instead, you just take something of mine and wear it?" I asked incredulously. I was really gettin... pissed, and she knew it."I'm sorry, but I don't see the big deal, Steve." You would if I was to wear a pair of your favorite shorts and shirt. You'd have a problem with that, wouldn't you?" Whatever - wear them if you can find them, if that would make you happy," she said."I'm just getting sick of you taking me for granted. You leave your mess. .please. It aches."I responded, teasingly, "What aches baby?"She moaned, "My pussy and my clit." Well I can fix that..."She practically tore my hair out pushing my head between her golden, toned legs. I knew just where to begin.I had to get all the whipped cream out of the way before I could get to the goods so I quickly lapped up all the sugary goodness. Combined with her sweet pussy juices that were seeping from her hole, it was one of the most delicious treats ever imaginable.Once all the. Leaning over me while balancing on his left arm, his right hand began guiding his cock into my arse. Finally leaning on both arms, I felt the giant cones onslaught into my anxious hole.As he shoved himself further and further into me, my sphincter stretched wider and wider, to accommodate the ever expanding cone. Three quarters in, I began to yelp, before he speared all the way into me. Thank goodness I had my eyes closed, or they would have popped out of their sockets. Without pause he slumped. Did he just have the gall to scold Allison? She'd obviously been assaulted and all he could comment on was her promptness?Sharon was shocked, but Allison didn't seem to be. She responded evenly, with equal iciness."I was a little busy trying to fend off the attentions of a certain young man of character."Ted was silent again, his jaw working. He finally formed the words, again spoken evenly. "I see. Young Mr. Merrill felt he had the right to engage in a display of affection beyond what is.