"Oh yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" I moan, my nails clawing at your back. Just as the washer begins to shake in the spin cycle, you withdraw, taking your cock out...completely. You don't even give me a chance to complain, as you pull me off the washer. You, then, turn me around and forcefully push my head down onto the washer, sticking my ass high in the air. Still holding me down, you take the lube out of my purse, and squirt it all over your cock. Then you spread my ass cheeks and put it all over my tight. ” continued Debra. “I wonder what you were thinking.” “Well Debra,” replied Ralph with a slight hesitation in his voice, “To tell you the truth, I think you have a fine ass and I’d love stick my tongue in it and feast on it.” “Oh Ralph,” replied Debra, “You’re such a romantic. To tell the truth, I have huge nipples and I wish you were here 10 minutes ago. I farted a what seemed to be about a 6.3 on the Rickter scale. That’s a base 10 logarithmic local magnitude scale that measures torsion. “Roman, we have decided to play a few hands of cards tonight, is that okay with you?” Lucy asks.“Sure,” he says, his curiosity piqued. “What game would you like to play?”“Strip poker,” she answers quickly. “If someone loses their clothes, they have to perform some sexual act on the winner.”“Then I’m game,” the man agrees excitedly. “Let’s get something to drink as well. I have some wine I picked up today. I think you’ll like it. It’s from the vineyards of Santarum-27.”Ten minutes later they are. “You wouldn’t have said that three weeks ago.” He was right; three weeks ago, I had thrown him out of my apartment because I caught him watching me masturbate, and then called me a strung-out whore after I confronted him about it. “You are a strung-out whore,” Damian stated, as if he had heard my very thoughts, “but I plan on making you my strung-out whore.” I blinked. I hadn’t seen him move his lips. I thought at first it was because of the darkness of the club, but as I looked and the.