“Oh, don’t rush it, Beca,” Rachel answered. “I’ll only see him at the dance. You can kiss him goodnight at the door.” If anything, Beca bl...shed harder than ever. “Look at this corsage! Peacock feathers and a jewel that almost matches the center clasp on my dress.” The dress in question was considerably more daring than Beca’s and the kiss had started a rise in my trousers. Thankfully, it was hidden by my jacket. The jewel she was referring to was located in the cleavage of her nicely displayed. But if I couldn't have that, then I want something just as good or better. The only person I can see who would make my life better would be you." Will there be a ring?" she asked tentatively."Of course. But only if you tell me you'll marry me," I smiled, kissing the tip of her nose."Yes, Gerry. Yes ... I'll marry you," she said. And for the first time I could remember, I saw tears."You've never had a ring before, have you?" I said.She shook her head against the pillow. "No, never. But I've. But a woman like you could probably get a fourth!Me - oh fuck - fill my holesMe - He went to get my dildo so I can get dpMe - After he cums deep in me I want you to fuck it all night.Him - imagine just knowing how much he will wear you out and that my young cock still has yet to take its turnMe - As much fucking dick as he can give me i can take. i want to be pounded hard like a whoreMe - i just said the same thingHim - damn! I want in on this!Me - My ass is loosening up..i want him to fuck me. I didn’t hear anything for over 2 hours. She said she was checked in and having a second drink with Milton. I quickly got a text of them cheek to cheek. 30 min and I got a picture of his hand on her leg. She was good at this. At this point I could tell she was tipsy. Her text when she drinks get harder to understand. But it was a good sign for the evening. she sent a picture of her and Milton slow dancing and then a short video of her making out with him at the table. I asked who was taking the.