I brought dinner back. Fried chicken!” Nina pounded back into the house while I stretched letting my long hair reach the top of my ass.We ate dinner...and laughed at old memories. Once dinner was over Nina wasn’t ready to go to bed yet. “Hey, good idea. You and Jesse go into town and pick out some movies. We can watch movies and sit by the fire and get shitfaced! Got plenty of alcohol to accomplish that.” I looked at Jesse and shrugged my shoulders. “Okay, sounds good to me.” He nodded and kissed. What straight guy would go to the prom withanother man?Sorry, I am just so pissed off. His personal drama is now coming intoour relationship; plus, it is making you make a bad decision. Villanovais the best school for you. I only want what is the best for you."Ian disagreed this had nothing to do with him. It irked him how peoplewere talking this rumor as true and needed to set it straight. Sayingwhat was on his mind also made him feel better. It might not changeanyone's mind, but he knew he. But he did not.Instead, he got up, moved one of the straight backed wooden chair from the kitchen into the living room and quickly retrieved a package from behind the couch. ‘What the hell was he up to?’ I wondered. “Robert, please don’t stop, honey. I am so close. Come make love to me.” I pleaded in frustration, I looked back at him as I remained on ‘all fours,’ ready and willing to be taken by my stepson from behind. I started to beg him to come back and 'fuck me good, fuck me one last time,'. Mila rekelte sich auf ihrem Badehandtuch und scheinbar unbewusst streckte sie ihren Körper, der scheinbar einigen alten Säcken aufgefallen war, wie Martin missmutig feststellen musste.Auf dem Bauch liegend, um seinen vor Erregung riesigen Ständer zu verstecken, musste er mitansehen, wie ein Typ mit angegrauten Schläfen sich neben Mila kniete. Martins Schwanz drückte unangenehm und zu allem Überfluss verstand er mal so gar kein Wort. Leise fluchend sah er wie Mila dem Fremden ermunternd.