"Tell me what you want," he hissed, rubbing his smooth cockhead against my slick hole. "I want to hear you say it." I want you to fuck my ass!" I begg...d, turning to gaze into his big, sexy eyes."How do you want me to fuck it?" I want you to fuck it hard, I want you to fuck it deep, I want you to fuck it rough!" Like this?" he said, pushing forward as he worked his knob inside me. Only now did I fully appreciate just how thick he was as he started to work it in. And with the first delicious. " "It must be hard on your father. I knew him before the accident - he was always one to do what it took to get the job done and to take care of those around him. Now... well it must be hard for him." "Yeah, especially with Mom working as a waitress. She puts on that little waitress outfit and gets all made up to go to work and Dad just sits at home and drinks to forget that she is around other men like that. I know he gets terribly jealous and wishes he could get out of that wheelchair again.. I'll stop if you want."Hell, no, I don't want! "It's okay, honey. I think you look delightful like that. I just wanted to find out what was going on in your mind." What's going on in my mind is, I'm hoping that if I do everything you tell me, and keep your attention all evening, and drive you crazy without making you angry, then when we get home you'll fuck me again. That's all I'm trying to do."I turned to the steering wheel again, and started the engine. "So far, you are succeeding in every. Okay so perhaps he hadn’t done it in the best way, but he wasn’t going to hurt her. By the looks of things though, if he didn’t manage to convince her of that pretty soon he was gonna be the one ending up hurt. Although he knew he could probably overpower her in two seconds flat, he froze. And he hated himself for that momentary helplessness. After all, if he were a real predator she would be in real trouble right now. But some part of him admired her gutsiness and didn’t want to ruin her.