’‘Excellent!’ said the interviewer. ‘The blink of an eye, that’s a very popular cliché for speed.’ He then turned to the third man, who w...s contemplating his reply.‘Well, out at my dad’s ranch, you step out of the house and on the wall there’s a light switch. When you flip that switch, way out across the pasture the light on the barn comes on in less than an instant. ‘Yep, TURNING ON A LIGHT is the fastest thing I can think of’.The interviewer was very impressed with the third answer and. Marry me. Marry me. Marry me. Marry me.”I promptly lost all reserve, drove my dick as hard and as deep as I could into her ass and unloaded. I lifted her off the ground with just my dick, and shot cum, cum, cum and more cum.Vic was still mumbling, “Marry me. Marry me.”I could barely see straight as I had shot so much cum up her ass. I was dizzy. I was weak.I was in love.I was in love or at least the purest form of love/lust I’d ever know. I staggered up, wobbly. Her ass was just below me as I. I won’t lie though, with my morning erection jammed up firmly between her delectable asscheeks, my resolve was being tested.I snuggled in tighter, torturing myself as my desire grew. I nuzzled her graceful neck through her satiny hair, remembering how I’d peppered it with little wet kisses the night before. I massaged her breast, enjoying the feel of her rubbery nipple as it hardened against my palm. She moaned lightly in her sleep.I brushed the hair away from her face and shoulders so that I. Okay. That’s good, I guess.”“Good you guess?“ I squealed.Now she was the one calming me down. She patted my knee. and muttered that everything was okay.“Why do you think I’m gay?” I asked.“Because you don’t act like other guys,” she said. “Like a regular guy,” she added, as if that would make more sense.“Well, you don’t act like other girls. Are you a lesbian?” I croaked.She laughed. She actually laughed. Then she calmed down.“No. I’m not interested in girls that way.”“Well, I am,” I said. “I’m.