She made circular motions around his rosebud and began slurping her fingers in and out as she prepared him quickly for his first, full deflowering.“...ou ready to get FUCKED, Pookie?”“I... I think so, baby...”*SMACK*Her palm scorched his bare ass with a loud crack.“Say I'm ready to get fucked!”“I'm ready to get fucked...”“That's what I thought.”Heather withdrew her fingers from his ass and got right down to business. She wiped her lube slick fingers on his back and then closed the remaining. I readily agreed, just thinking that things would continue as they had been until Ryan's year was up and he came back again.I felt quite comfortable still being in the home with Sandy, Nicole and the boys. I played with the little guys and tried to sort of be a surrogate male role model for them while their dad was away. With Ryan out of the picture for the next year, it soon became just me and Sandy sitting at the dining room table eating or watching TV or running around town finding something. "Kayla, wake up baby. Kayla," giving her a harder shake until her eyes flew open.She was disoriented but saw Dave above her, naked above the waist, holding her arms down. "Get off of me," she screamed at him, as she tried to kick out at him.He straddled over her, pinning her legs down as well. "Will you relax; you've been screaming your head off. You woke me up. You were having a nightmare, now calm down. Trust me; I don't want to be awake right now anymore than you do."She took a moment to. ”“So, I don’t feel the electric tingle when you do. And I don’t respond by sucking your nipples while stroking the outside of your panties.”“Which means I don’t tug the waistband of your shorts down so I can hold your cock in my hand.”“And I don’t pull my shorts off before taking your panties off.”“Which means we don’t have another kiss with your cock hard against my stomach.”“And I don’t kiss up your thighs to the warm lips where they meet.”“So, I don’t spread my knees and hold your head to my.