"Don't even try to tell me you don't want this, your dick is rock hard. Now be a good little slut and relax for me will you?"Relax? How was I supposed...to do that when I was about to get my ass stuffed like a cheap little slut? But I realized she was right, my dick was rock hard, and while I thought about that a wave of euphoria washed over me as she slid her slick, lubed hand up and down my hardon. I gasped into the panties in my mouth, my eyes unfocused and all thoughts of resisting fled from. I picked out the hamburger, and chicken breast. Now I was going after that sausage. I shadowed them, exchanging occasional glances with him, being sure to make eye contact. While she was picking out some eggs, I gave him the hand gesture telling him that I wanted to give him a blowjob and nodded my head towards the bathrooms.A couple of minutes later, he comes towards the bathrooms, I go inside the family room. He comes in right behind me and locks the door. He said, "Hey, I'm sorry about. ”“Should I be concerned about this? About STIs? We didn’t use protection the last time.”“Don’t worry about it Mike, I never fuck a guy I don’t know personally.”“You certainly fucked me,” Michael rebutted.“That’s true, but I guess I trusted you. Pretty rare, but I usually use a condom, well, most of the time.”“Ok, ok, I’ll see you next time,” Michael said the final word and was off. Once he got back to the office, he took a quick shower and began work on the menu immediately. He stopped for. “He said that if I was pregnant that he’d help raise the kid. He even offered to let me move in with him and talked about getting an extra job if he felt we needed me more and promised to never leave me. Through the whole thing he was calm and collective and never once got angry at me even though I was an emotional wreck. I just…thought it was so sweet of him to say that after everything that happened.”“Where are you living now Melissa. If you don’t mind me asking.”“I’m staying in a motel a.