Right at 6 Mark knocked on my door as he was letting himself in."Hey there. Everything ready?" Mark said as he entered the kitchen."Almost, just finis...ing the pasta." I replied. "There's some beer in the fridge." Great, grab me one." he said.I was about to say that he could get it when he walked thought the kitchen and into the living room. I heard him click on the news while I finished dinner.Mark commanded, "Hurry up with that beer! I'm thirsty."To which instead of replying that he knew where. “Yes, sir,” was what she replied but her body language screamed at me. She could neither repress her grin nor stop her squirming on the seat. What I had said made her happy. She was being forced into doing what she wanted to do anyway.Assume for a minute you had this situation? You are the dominant one dealing with someone over whom you have power? How do you know what to do? Can you believe their words? Their body language? Do they really want it? Is it a fantasy? Where is reality? And, where. Of course, what sane woman wouldn’t be?”There was much laughing.Liya’s eyes were shining, and she let out her amazing smile, as she said, “I so much like having friends that are smart and with good senses of humor. You know that that would have slid by a lot of people.”Yesterday’s practice was various shooting drills; today’s was full-field scrimmage. Coach kept stirring the pot, mixing starters and backups in various combinations, obviously trying to get the backups more experience playing. Her ass twisted about with hot passion, her finger flicking into Joan’s juicy cunt. Slipping her hand off Billy’s stomach, she ran it beneath his ass, gripping a tight, young ass cheek. She tried with desperation to flick the head of his cock into her throat.Joan pressed her face close, watching Gail sucking hungrily on her son’s cock. She snaked her tongue as Gail drew upward, lapping at the shaft of his cock. The two tongues licking and sucking his cock sent a wild shiver through Billy. He.