" Just..." Uptight," the three said without the slightest bit of hesitation between the words.At an unspoken agreement, Whitney continued. "As soon as...we say 'I do, ' everything will be alright. No, that's wrong. Everything will be perfect," she corrected."As we've told you over and over, there were very few good things that happened to us in our whole lives. Heck, we thought a new, half-worn-out pair of jeans that fit reasonably well was a wonderful thing. All this is ... overpowering. It's. I had no clue. If I had, I would have whooped his ass.“Yeah,” she said as she sat back down next to me. “As soon as we got home, you attacked me, and we fucked like kids again. You hadn’t touched me in weeks, but as soon as we go home that first Friday night, you were all over me it turned you on so much.”How in the hell did she misinterpret things this badly? That night I became furious that Hannah acted like such a slut. I wanted to show her that I was her husband and only I got to fuck her.. My second shot hit her right on heroutstretched tongue. The third hit right below her noseand traced itself up her cheek, over her eye, and intoher hair. The fourth hit her in the chin, one halfdripped down, the other went up the other side of herface. Ginger was squealing by this point saying, “My God lookat all this cum!” I shut her up by pumping another longstreamer right into the back of her throat. It was athick bolt and caught her be surprise. She gaggedbackwards a bit then. My boyfriend got up and went to the door and I could hear his roommate begging to be let in to just sleep, which made me laugh, as I knew what he really wanted, and what I wanted was to have him alongside us fucking and he touching my body in readiness for his own time with me.My boyfriend whispered something to him and closed the door and came back to me, 'My roommate wants to sleep, shall we let him in'?'I don't mind', I whispered back into my horny boyfriends ear, and then added for a little.