We lit the heater and sat on the couch and talked for hours. when i realized what time it was i suggested we go to bed since we had a long day of wor... tommorrow. thats when i remembered there was only one heater and it was way to cold in the living room for her to sleep. i noticed her going to the closet to get a couple extra blankets and i told her to take my bed i would sleep on the floor. as we headed for the bedroom she told me i didnt have to sleep on the floor that she had been hoping. She looked at my slacks, whispered good morning, threw me her nasty lil smirk and turned her back to me. I’d had enough. The doors slid shut and I moved closer behind her. I placed my hand onto her waist and jerked her forcefully backwards so she could feel the hardness of my big black 9 inches straining to be freed and forced into her tight slutty cunt. ‘You like teasing huh?’ I whispered into her ear as my hand made its way between her legs ‘Wearing these tight lil clothes and exposing. Fecundity had gushed before, whilst having the appearance of urinating on her partners, the torrents spilling all over her lovers were just huge amounts of her inviting love juices. Some found it sexy, others vomited on her. Juan suddenly noticed his breathing pattern, somewhere in the mix it had becum laboured slightly. He certainly wasn’t heaving when he got on the carriage. Then before Juan knew it, the unmistakable sensation of his fly popping open was followed with a firm five. Meanwhile, other things continued; we came in second across the line in the 4th heat of the Blue Water Shield, Michelle returned to work during the last week of February, I finished off the lecture notes for the Computer Networks class, and it appeared the charges against Alan Jones had somehow become reinstated, in full. The backroom deals done at the request of Fox News to suppress the charges didn’t go down all that well with Her Majesty’s Inspectorate of Constabulary, who were not impressed.