He scrambled to pull his pants back up before grabbing the plate. He grinned at me. I impatiently gestured for him to go and he scurried off.While I w...ped the cum off the floor, I thought about the other things had to finish today. The men had all their food and beers to watch the game. Next on my list was laundry.I went downstairs to the laundry room. I stuffed my husband’s denim from the first load into the dryer. I gathered up my Tees and panties for the second load, stuffed them in, threw. A week goes by same thing happens, same arguement. and by now i'm thinking i'll teach her. she was coming into the room I thought about 11am, so I put a very loose pair of football shorts on, kicked off the covers and waited for her. My idea was to get a hard on and act like I was asleep, it would scare her off and leave me in peace to sleep. the problem was i set it up and was really tired from the nightshift. i rubbed my cock hard, i'm no porn movie bullshit but it's about 6" but very thick.. R.U. The Bathing Suit by Rae Lincoln"I've been dealt a lousy hand of cards" was a thought that often ran through Andrew's mind. Andrew was a pleasant twenty two year old. Born of elderly parents, he was an only child. Both parents had been academics so Andrew had received a very sheltered upbringing, rarely coming into contact with other children and never honing the social skills. Consequently he was a loner. Working in local government, he kept himself to himself, not mixing with colleagues. Her vibrator was still on and I was wondering how she didn’t blow her load already. After the last of the cum was on her dick. She told me to turn over and let me see her hands. She played a little good cop bad cop and handcuffed me to the bedposts, legs and arms spread. She told me I needed “punishment” for being naughty. I couldn’t see behind me but I could feel her grinding against my asshole the same way I was doing it to her. What astonished me was that I was almost begging for it, raising.