You have to experience it firsthand. You have, right?”Trina looked flustered, “Experienced it? By ‘it’, you mean, sex?”“Yes, that’s what...I mean. So, have you?” Brian smiled broadly waiting for her answer.“Well, um -- I, um -- kind of. I guess.”Brian laughed, again, “Kind of? What does that even mean? Either you have or you haven’t. Which is it?”“I’ve made out and stuff, but I’m,” she leaned forward over the table and whispered softly, “I’m a virgin.”“I didn’t hear that. Why are you whispering. "I'm actually done," he said."I just have to wait for shit to dry and then I can put stuff back and that's it." What about the entertainment room," I asked."It's already done," he said with a smile while looking me up and down."Aren't you productive?" Yep," he said while gathering up his painting supplies."Relax for a minute," I said."I should get going. I'm just gonna take this stuff out to my truck and then put your stuff back," he said while carrying the ladder through the kitchen and out. With my ass cheeks spread wide and my ass taking all of his cock deep, he decides it is time to pick of the pace and begins fucking my faster, harder, deeper. My legs and feet, which were perched bent on top of his legs, now fall to the side as he is in complete control and I am lost in ecstasy. After doing this for a while he tires and his pace lessens. That is when I moved back into control. I spin around with his cock still inside me, plant both feet on the ground and continue to bounce. "Maybe, but only if you are good with it. It has to be for both of us.” "Alright, I'll consider it, but if we do, I get to pick the girl!" Damn! You've been thinking about this, you little vixen." Maybe..." she grinned. "You are a naughty little girl you've been giving this some serious thought." I smiled, squeezing her butt."How about Vicky the secretary I worked with? You met her at the Christmas party and she had a major crush on you.” "Actually I barely remember her. " I lied, she had spent.