I then had a choice to saynothing or to point the finger of blame!! I thoughtnever to get between roommates I would just stay quite. Scott looked at P...co and asked if he was having funwith me here alone at the table. I just looked away andwaited for him to say that we were just waiting for himto get back. Instead he said as he lifted his finger tohis mouth and said, “God damn dude, that pussy is assweet as you said it was!” I should have been pissed but I was a little drunk. "You got it, my sexy, slutty slave girl."I dropped the brush and grabbed her hair with both hands and pulled. Her neck arched severly. "Look at you! Just look bitch. You're hornier than a dog bitch in heat. You like this don't you? Thomas not treating you the way you need to be?" She looked at herself in the mirror and I felt her pussy get hotter. "Yeah, just like I thought. The bitch wants to be 'handled'. Okay honey, I'll handle you."I pulled my cock out of her pussy. I grabbed her by her. I don’t know why they do these plays.”“They’re classics!” I defend. “They’re beautiful.”“Well, if they’re so good, why don’t they do them in English?”“It IS English. It’s just four hundred years old. That’s the problem.”“Do you understand this?”I nod. “Mostly. Sometimes.”“You know this story?”“Uh-huh. I read it in high school. Loved it.” I look at him. “Do you want to know what it’s about?” He nods. I scoot closer to him and ignore the fact that he just checked out my boobs. “Let me see if I. "Ok, ok" she kissed me and laid back "Fuck me!" I started to enter her and I heard "Stop, get up here!" Amber slurred. We walked up with me wagging my cock. "You are in big trouble! You tried to fuck one of your under 18 players!" I walked towards her in her micro thong with soft yet firm DD breasts. Her nipples trying to cut through the material and the bottoms drenched, transparent, and still askew from when she was playing with herself. She looked like a goddess of porn. Moved in.