Haha, thudthudthudthud. I leaned over, and yelled in his ear, "Okay, but you get too freshand you won't make it out of here alive!" That was prob...bly a lie,unless Debbie got back real soon. He wouldn't live through the weekend,though. He stood back up, without using his hands, and crossed his heart.Then he held out his arms. I sighed. *Girl's night out,* I thought.*Yeah, right.****22:50 21 Feb I dunno where he learned it, but he was doing old-fashioned kind ofballroom dancing,. .. ?" she asked, taking a little half-step backwards."Oh, didn't I mention it, sweetie?" I asked with a cruel smile. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you this weekend. I'm going to ruin you for that limp-dick husband of yours. You're going to walk out of here a cum-sucking slut - or you're not going to walk out at all." She blinked at me, not certain whether to believe me or not. "Get the fuck inside," I snarled, grabbing her arm forcefully. "I didn't take you up here to stand out in the. His fingers unzipped and unbuttoned my pants and his fingers roamed to my throbbing clit. I was already so most that he looked down at me saying, “Well, someone’s already wet.” I giggled some at his bluntness and began to moan soon after when he trusted his fingers into my wet pussy hole. His hands felt so good on me that I did not want him to stop, but he freed his cock from my mouth, moved his hand, and stripped me down to nothing but my socks. He rolled over on top of me and rammed his hard. Anyway, I was still turned on after I came, and Roger started up on me again instead of just wanting his turn. I came again after several minutes, and he kept going. And then I kind of went off my nut, coming again and again, so many times I lost count. Roger kept after me like a demon, almost as excited as I was, pushing me up to the edge and then over, time after time. I finally had to beg him to stop, too weak to push him away.He waited patiently while I settled down, holding me in his big.